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

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

for we were chasing the sun (open)


Posted on May 24, 2014 by Isla Hail
East
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It was, she decided, perhaps the very worst way to spend an afternoon on the side of the street downtown. Her companions attempts to create some sort of information booth regarding a number of causes to which Isla had no desire to add her own voice had resulted in little more then an entirely unsightly arrangement of fold out tables and an assault upon the eyes of crate paper and balloons, as if they believed this might somehow attract the target audience. Joining the activities committee had by no means been her idea, it simply looked good for her portfolio, the young woman determined to achieve the highest possible marks in her final exam, get suitable work and move out of the city entirely. Joining the activities committee had merely been a stepping stone towards her ideal goal- one she was sincerely regretting in these moments as Freya very near assaulted a passing women in her attempts to force her to take a tacky and cheaply made pamphlet about....heaven knows what. It wasn't that Isla didn't care about Vampire Rights or whether or not is was morally wrong to use Were's as zoo exhibits, more so, she simply felt that humans campaigning on behalf of other species was not entirely moral either. Maybe Vampires didn't want help, maybe some Were's had no problem working for zoos- maybe humans should stay out of what was not their business to begin with and really....really, if they were going to have a successful campaign, Freya and Cassie and gone about it entirely wrong- the entire step-up looked cheap and tacky and undignified and really, were she not so polite, Isla may have very well offered her own suggestions. As it was, she had resigned herself to her own table, with her textbooks, determined not to waste good study time, simply leaving a pile of pamphlets that argued the pros and cons of inter-species relationships in front of her, lest anyone should have the sudden impulse to read it.

Her so called 'friends' chattering however, as beginning to infiltrate the personal bubble of silence she had so far managed to encase herself with. Freya, it seemed, was entirely sure that if he was cute enough, she would date a vampire. Cassie, on the other hand, seemed to believe some sort of Warlock would be a far more suitable companion, the other young women ending their gossip only long enough to attack another set of passers-by with their propaganda. Well, at least they practised what they preached, Isla supposed, neither girl seeming to find anything wrong with any sort of inter-species relationship and evidently content to tell the world about it. No amount of pamphlets however, was going to change what Isla believed to be fact. A vampire was entirely unnatural and yet driven by an insatiable hunger that would pose a threat to any human, witches and warlocks, at best, seemed to toy with nature in a manner Isla found disagreeable, Hunters she chose to ignore entirely, after all, no one likes extremists and Were's...well, that seemed more a curse then a blessing to her and really they seemed damned to a lifetime of persecution. Someone shouting her name finally seemed to break the delicate girls concentration, head lifting in surprise from her textbook to allow the soft green of her gaze to fall back upon her companions.I said, we're going to get coffee, do you want anything?

"No. Thank you. Wait, are you both going?"

The first note of concern seemed to find its way into her voice, one hand lifting to gently fold a curl of red gold hair behind her ear, features holding a look of slight unease as Cassie nodded. We'll be back in like, five minutes, you'll be fine. You could actually try handing something out you know? It wouldn't kill you.

"It might."

She murmured, far too low for either of the other girls to hear as they strode down the street arm in arm, Isla already assured they would be far longer than the five minutes they claimed, leaving her alone to man the unsightly tables and ridiculous pamphlets. She hardly disliked other races, more so, she simply preferred to leave them entirely alone. It was all right here in her textbook after all, Darwin had researched it thoroughly. Species should stay within their own class, stepping outside of that had so far managed to do little more then produce animals like the mule, always sterile and equally unconventional and unstable creatures such as Ligars and Zorses. Nature worked, when it was not toyed with and really that is they way it should be. Even so- she will not bother other species, provided they do not bother her. Her textbook is pulled closer, as if she somehow took comfort in hiding behind it, enjoying those last few moments of afternoon sun before it gave way to night time and the chill that always brought, soft green eyes returned to the words upon the page, content to focus entirely on the literary world, one that made far more sense then her current reality, hoping indeed no one would want any information from anything the table offered.



Isla Hail
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