East
The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.
What You'll Find Here
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower
City Creek Center
The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.
Dark Hunter Department
The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.
Inner Sanctum
The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.
Owner Alexander Macedonia
Barista Alexis Wilde
Red on the Water
Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium
Owner Isolt Marcello
Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue
Starlight Tower
With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.
What You'll Find Here
you will remember me for centuries
Posted on April 06, 2015 by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA
i used to rule the world
seas would rise when i gave the word
A small hint of a simper crossed his lips at the young girl's eagerness to start a career at his cafe. It was so rare that working within his establishment was met with such irrevocable enthusiasm. Far too usually barista positions attracted the artistic souls or those that thought they "loved coffee" but ended up quitting within the month. His current main barista was a bit rough around the edges but customer service had never particularly been Alexander's forte. Hell, he was a King for goodness sakes. The only thing he cared about was that his coffee was exquisite and apparently that was enough to keep the masses coming, regardless of how kind hearted he felt towards the people that lined in front of his door and kept the income rolling in (not that he particularly needed it either way). In contrast, the young woman in front of him seemed to be the breath of fresh air that perhaps the Inner Sanctum needed. "Whenever you like, you could come by tomorrow if you want." Alexander offered her with a small shrug, continuing his efforts not to push the girl into anything she didn't fully intend to do. After all, for all he knew she might find the faces that passed through his door too overwhelming for her tender heart.
Never the less, Alexander was entirely certain that he could mold her into the definition of perfection when it came to her duties at the cafe - her claims of clumsiness aside. After all, it wasn't as if he didn't have centuries of useless experience and knowledge resting somewhere deeply within his head. Now, however, he was content to let the girl experience the first of the delicacies that perhaps she soon would be crafting, his blue-green gaze watching her intently as she rose the cup to her lips in an over eager fashion. He could tell that the heat was too much for her mouth, her hand over her lips and the squinting of her eyes easily informing him of her pain and yet he could do little more then offer her a cold alternative. Alexander watched in silence and she contemplated the drink within her hands though the Macedonian man hardly moved so much as a muscle until she voiced the word. Slowly, he placed his drink beside him before rising, deftly moving about his kitchen to fetch the young woman something he knew would sooth her pain. He returned only moments later with a small glass of milk held nonchalantly within his hand. Alexander paused as he stood over her, offering her the cup, "Drink." He commanded softly, stepping away only once it had been taken from him.
Slowly, the man settled back upon the floor of his loft, the steaming mug still taken comfortably within his own grasp before his gaze trailed to the window, waiting for Alexis to nurse her wounded mouth back to some resemblance of comfort. His eyes traced the rain that fell outside in silence. Somehow, the storms always put the conqueror more at ease. It was those forces of nature that somehow spoke to his old soul, bringing him a sense of tranquility. After a moment of internal contemplations, the man allowed his gaze to flicker back towards the woman, having made every effort not to bother her whilst she was busy with the milk. "Feel better?" He inquired after a moment, his head tilting ever so slightly in a small display of interest.
Alexander Macedonia
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own