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.
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower
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.
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.
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
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
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.
The pristine invitation to the evening's festivities had rested with a heavy weight on his mahogany desk, the trio's names printed with such a delicate feminine ink. In truth, such parties had never particularly been Tetradore's forte, last year's debacle a quite clear indication of such. However, this year there would be no tigress to rescue this year, the woman having quite nearly disappeared since his quite clear display of authority that he was intolerant of his niece and nephew's 2. This year, he too hoped there would be no hunter to barrage his increasingly diminishing pack. This year, Tetradore was attending solely for the auburn haired vampire. Unlike perhaps Tetradore's companions, the man was far mores hesitant to enter the facility that would be hosting tonight's event. Crowds had never particularly been his forte, requiring just a moment of forethought to gather his wits. With a soft sigh he leaned against the sports car outside of the venue, his emerald eyes trailing after the disappearing crimson fabric. In truth, he was glad to see that Raven had been coaxed from her room, if only for tonight's party. It was perhaps the first sign he'd seen that she was beginning to move on from the ivory steed's invasion - an event that had somehow managed to effect them all.
Softly, the man inhaled, his emerald eyes flickering closed for a moment before he moved away from the silent stillness and into the crowded party hall. For a moment his gaze drifted over the scene before him, taking in the many different costumes that fluttered through the hall. Tetradore himself had donned a crimson red vest with golden buttons lining the edge. Over top of which he wore a long black trench coat with similar golden fastenings. A belt hung loosely around his waist, present only to hold the ornate rapier that hung from his waist. The blade was held tightly in a equally as exquisite sheath, suggesting it was perhaps more original then just a costume piece. He reached up, pulling the large black hat closer over his striking emerald gaze. Innately, Tetradore knew Raven's location, the bond the pair held through the pack was enough to draw him to her side. After all, she was perhaps one of the few individual's present that he had any worthwhile investment within - with the sole exception of perhaps Isolt herself.
Never the less, the man slid up beside the two women, "You shouldn't discount yourself so much, you make a wonderful hostess, Isolt." He voiced, his gaze briefly flittering towards the vampire female herself before shifting towards the male companion that she had only just spoken of. Despite the garbs he wore, his features were still memorable to the were-panther. He remembered the same fellow from the previous year's festivities, hanging around the very demure vampire herself. Frankly, Tetradore had been under the impression that the pair had held more of an intimate sort of relationship though it was hardly within him to pry - tonight was no different. Rather, instead Tetradore turned his attention back to the females beside him, offering the woman who had invited him the smallest of simpers.