Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!
What You'll Find Here
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Anacosta Heights
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Hawethorn Village
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
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Posted on November 06, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
 Her words, in the last, are beginning to reach him with far more ease then they had before and yet he suspects she is simply adjusting to her form more fully- the bond of pack, though surely she did not yet understand it, perhaps further allowing their communication to come so easily. After all, it would be his words she felt more then any other when pressed upon her as his subordinate. For now however, he sees not need to afflict her with such information. An understanding of pack and position would come in time. Tonight, that she was walking, was perhaps the far more substantial feat as un-shod hooves clap against the road surface and path. It is late, dark, there are few people around and to that end the pair of horses go almost unnoticed, the large white stallion content to lead his charge the long way- if only to further avoid the chance of meeting others. Humans, perhaps, would be the most annoying of the other species for this evening- their continued good intentions to attempt to capture the loose horse was little more then an annoyance. They were however, far more preferable to Dark Hunters. Perhaps he himself held some sort of diplomatic immunity in a sense- if only because Alexander had proven to be some sort of protection in that regard and yet Calliel, with an inability to do more then walk would surely be a far more exceptional target for the avid Hunter. It would be better indeed, if tonight, thy simply returned home without incident. One ear turns neatly atop his head as she speaks once more, a snort passing his nostrils. It will hurt, I fear, for some time yet though every change will hurt a little less. I was born this way and there are times when it hurts even me. He answers her earlier unspoken question in that regard, though chooses to offer no further thoughts on 'racism' such matters of etiquette could be learned later when she understood how better to use her sense of smell to gather information about other Were's. For now however he offers her the truth, whether or not she actually desires to hear it as they continue to wander down the street, drawing closer and closer to his own home at the very end- backing onto the park. I do not know how long it will take you to shift back, it may be an hour, it may be several days, we will accommodate you regardless. As you return to your human form I imagine it will be painful, but it should not last long once your body is back the way it should be. This way. He simply directs her to the side of the house, large form leaning over the gate to grasp the rope on the other side, unlatching the gate and allowing it to swing open- the girl surely intelligent enough to do much the same the next time she returned home in such a form, letting it swing shut and lock once more behind them as he moves to stroll up the well-worn path at the side of the house that leads around and into the rather large, spacious yard. It is here his own form shifts once more beside the back door, returned to his human stance now as he opens the door, reaching inside to grab a pair of jeans from the hook just inside and pull them on- seeing no need for a shirt tonight, the silver chain about his neck gleaming in the moon glow. "There is always clothing hanging beside both the front and back door if you ever need it." It was nothing if not practical, unlike other Frost rarely chose to embrace his naked form unless he had too. It would be decidedly...inappropriate in a house of women all the same, some of the mans morals evidently still intact as he moves to wander barefoot back towards Calliel now, gesturing towards the rather large tree to the side as he sat himself in the garden chair beside it. "The tree will keep the rain off you, should a storm roll in as I suspect it might, the ground beneath it is also fairly soft if you feel the need to lie down though do not lie down on either side for very long- we are not designed for it as humans are. In that form laying on your side too long can kill you- your lungs will fill with fluid." His words are matter-of-fact, clear, offering little to no room for argument as they are delivered near entirely without emotion. After all, he has little time for emotion. That was for her to deal with when she was alone. "If you do desire to sleep and you have not returned to your human form you can lock your limbs, you will work it out, it is called the stay apparatus- you can sleep standing up, it will also unlock instantly if you need to move or flee. It is safer, in that form, to stand and sleep. Now, are you hungry?" Truly he had little idea if she would desire to eat or not and yet he offers all the same, seeking some sense of normalcy for her amidst this rather difficult night- the man already assured he himself would get little sleep this evening, if any. |
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- God I want to Dream again - By Calliel Alosi on December 08, 2015 at 8:24 PM
- ice is also great, and would suffice - By Rixon Leifsson on December 20, 2015 at 1:29 AM