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.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

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.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

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'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

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.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

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Posted on January 05, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
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The manner in which the vixen proceeds to cover her head and duck earns little more then a snort of dissatisfaction from the man as yet another blade whirls readily in his hand, tossed towards her in the same callous manner, the spike in her fear permeating the air around him and perhaps encouraging her shield into fruition as he desires. How such a girl had lived so long with the belief her shield was merely a weak and flimsy tool to be used while she cowered he hardly knew. Evidently her family, her friends, whomever had raised her had failed to properly educate her in the uses of her own power. She had a spine- when it could be forced to display itself and truly it is that side of the woman he takes pleasure in. It was that woman whom held interest and value to him, whomever this flimsy creature was held no more value than the rocks at his feet. Her second attempt is better, her third actually deflecting the knife before a final try sees her push her shield outward, sending the knife catapulting in his direction before the white-haired man simply allows it to spear through him with little more than a blink- the weapon smoothly deteriorating only moments later at the woman's voice. For a moment what little of his gaze can be seen continues to rest upon her, as if contemplating her words before his shoulders lift in a callous shrug that betrays nothing of his true emotion in any regard. The man as entirely cold as his namesake. Her life is fairly meaningless to him, her comfort or enjoyment of his presence even less so. She would learn better, more efficiently, if she desired to press back against him.

"If you do not wish to be killed then keep deflecting them."

He sees no need to truly allow her to comprehend the situation as yet another and another blade is hurled towards her, the man content to do so until at least of the knives have been deflected back towards him- arms folding smoothly over his chest now.

"That's better, we will work on it more later, if anything it should open your mind to the possibilities of your shield beyond mere defence. A shield blocks but it can also push, remember that. Now, I have one more task for you, if you can complete that I will make sure you get some food- you must be hungry."

He knew entirely well that she was, the sounds her stomach made hardly quiet to a creature capable of hearing even the faintest of sounds and yet if he need deprive her of breakfast to achieve his goal then so be it. The snowy-haired man shifted slightly once more, one hand running loosely through those strange white locks, violet gaze visible for barely a moment before being concealed once more beneath that wild forelock of hair. It would be...imprudent of him to teach the woman entirely to much, after all, he is hardly fool enough to believe it cannot be turned against him should she desire it and yet the balance between too much and not enough remained dangerously thin, a line he remained content to walk upon for now. It would be curious, after all, to see how far the little vixen truly could go with the right guidance.

"You can move your shield, that is clear enough, so why not use it to stop an attack entirely? Perhaps you are incapable, but it seems to me that you should be able to put your shield around someone else- like a cage. They cannot attack you if they cannot get to you- consider it a more proactive use for your shield. Are you capable of that? Let's see shall we?"

A flick of his wrist is the only indication of the power at play here, the suddenly scrabbling of paws the only indication of the impending animal as a Fox Hound races from around the side of the house, the large white, black and tan canine near salivating from its jaws in pursuit of the fox it has perceived as prey, lunging across the yard and towards Alexis- baying as it does in its rabid excitement.

"Stop the dog Alexis- put your shield around it, if you can- try and picture yourself caging it in. Wrap your shield around it. Do not let it attack you."

A little fear never hurt anyone and besides, if she should choose to start running it would amuse him regardless- until his humour in the situation ran out.



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