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.
ice, ice baby
Posted on May 14, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
 It is cruel perhaps, to tease her as he does, to allow her to believe that for just a moment that it is his hands that so caresses the warmth of her flesh and taste her all too eager lips. Indeed he is content to almost tease himself with such a thing, what she offers far more alluring then perhaps she realizes and yet....she would thank him perhaps, one day, for having spared her the images of his mind that rise so readily and so unbidden at the touch of hands upon him. He would surely be far less the capable Alpha then he believed of himself if he allowed himself to be led astray so easily and yet he will hardly forget this evening all too soon. A simper of sorts traces his lips as he moves to head into the kitchen, a soft chuckle humming within his chest, amused at his own ploy, the girls muttered disagreement ignored before he returns to hand her the cinnamon. Her words earn her little more than a muted simper once more. "Yes Edie, we are five." He responds coolly, the girl evidently never having before attempted such a feat as she downs yet another shot, violet gaze lifting slightly. That she had lasted even this long was...remarkable, there was little about this particular liquor that was for the faint hearted and yet the stallion remains assured that she was destined to tumble into a drunken sleep at any moment. Her reference to his cowardice seems to hold little effect upon him, his eyes rolling softly beneath that mop of thick, snowy white hair before she tosses the cinnamon into her mouth with ease, her confidence in her ability to swallow it lasting only as long as it took the girl to realise the task was impossible. A smile traces his lips once more, her attempts at laughter and the explosion of cinnamon that follows bringing much the same sound from his own lips. Laughter, of the genuine kind, is so truly rare for the stallion that the sound is almost a surprise to himself. Those rich, deep tones unheard in so long- short lived though they are as the girl reaches to take the entire bottle from him. "Edie..." A note of concern touches his voice, the man hardly willing for the girl to overreach herself completely the woman sure to have rather the hangover in the morning and yet any such thoughts of attempting to seduce him had surely been taken from her mind, along with the fact she had skipped her turn entirely, Frost seeing no need to remind her as her hand moved to rest upon his leg, the pleasant warmth of her fingers hardly missed as his gaze finds her own once more. Another dare it was then. "I dare you...." He pauses, drawing out the words, as if he seeks to contemplate them, helping himself to the last few drops of the Brevinnin that remain. He would have to have Riot send him some more, unless Alexander was harbouring some, the equine anticipating that his Hunter companion and rider perhaps harboured more than he ever let on. Edie's hand however, proves to be more a distraction then he himself had anticipated, the man rather intensely aware of it, the alcohol ever so slightly beginning to tease at his own senses though his resistance to it was considerably higher then the poor girls own. In the least Edie would remember her first night within his pack rather fondly. ".....to do a handstand." It is a seemingly simple task in the least and yet in her current state of inhibition it is sure to be far more difficult then she anticipates, aimed at unbalancing the woman in rather the literal sense as he leans back within his chair once more, watching his companion with evident anticipation before gesturing to the open space of the living room before him. "I'll choose dare myself, just this once, so choose wisely, Elskan." |
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- you bring out my wild side - By Edith Graham on May 15, 2016 at 1:47 PM
- ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on May 21, 2016 at 4:03 AM
- you bring out my wild side - By Edith Graham on May 21, 2016 at 3:47 PM
- ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on May 28, 2016 at 5:28 AM