South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

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I'm gonna make that ceiling crash


Posted on December 21, 2018 by Kathryn Murphy
South
kathryn quinn
I'm about to make my own way, heaven help me keep my faith


"Impressive," Kathryn says with an easy smile slipping over her lips. "I never have been good at predicting the weather," she says, blinking icy blue eyes modestly, a coy smile adorning her lips, her lyrics smooth like silk yet cool like ice over a frozen lake. Kathryn, being a girl of the present time, perhaps relied on technology a bit too much and could stand to learn a thing or two from the pirate. His next words, just as before when glacier depths had caught him looking at a more private area of her chest, catch her off guard. Her jaw actually manages to drop, entirely surprised that any man would actually say that sentence out loud. But instead of retorting back to him, those blue eyes receive a mischievous glimmer before she stops the next available waitress, an easy smile coating her lips. "Hello, yeah, I saw you had some hoodies with the restaurant name in the waiting area, could you bring me one," she says handing the woman a twenty before adding. "Any color," she says before baby blues turn to the man with a smirk.

The thunder booms in the distant, and the way the warlock was bale to feel it, so too could kathryn, but she felt the wind rattle straight through her. The witch had always been so comfortable in the wind, even when it teased and messed her hair. She loved the way it brushed so affectionately against her cheecks. But she then flickers that silver blue gaze to the couple that seems quite put off by the weather. "They should have checked the forecast," Kathryn says, stone face, until an impish grin breaks through at her own joke, poking fun at herself probably more so than the couple. It is then that the waitress returns rather quickly (perhaps she was all too aware of Kathryn's little predicament) with a pale grey zip up hoodie and hands it to the sable haired witch. That easy smile remains on her face as she thrust those arms into the hoodie and carefully zips it up all too abruptly. "Sorry, to destroy the view," her tone obvious of her evident lack of apologetic nature. Still, the blue eyed with managed a laugh despite the words of the dark haired man, a smug smile on her face before turning to her own cup of coffee. But the silence lasts such a short amount of time before she hear his baritones once more. A coy smile shapes her lips as she takes another sip of her coffee.

"Irish whiskey?" She says with surprise and an airy smile towards him. "Many connoisseurs say that is some of the finest whiskey available," she says, a coy smile on her soft lips, to perhaps compliment his own devilish smirk. She knows those words verbatim from what her grandad used to say to her. He always had phrases for every whiskey he would drink. She continues looking at the pirate with that hint of a smirk on her sun kissed face where those alluring silver blue eyes stand stark against her face, like frost sparkling underneath a midnight sky. Kathryn brushes a strand of chocolate colored tresses behind her ear. She meets his eyes with her ones of that strangely beautiful pale, silver blue hue. "Maybe you haven't asked enough women of their drink preference, instead just settling to assume they would disapprove of the finest drink that has been crafted," she says with almost a twinkle in her eyes, as if daring the pirate to challenge her on the subject. "And I am not about to challenge you to a drink off," Kathryn states boldly.

His chuckle is deep and Kathryn finds something almost dark about it, something that makes her want to move closer to him and get back on her bike and ride away from him despite the pouring rain. Eyes flicker to the second glass that he pours himself. My, someone was thirsty this early afternoon. But just then, that bottle makes its way towards the dark haired witch and glacial blue eyes flitter from the bottle to the man and back to the bottle before she reaches forward to grasp it within her hand. She huffs a breath of laughter at his next words. "But at what point do you begin to fear you wont live another day?" She says almost coyly and with a subtle grin. "Maybe around the twelfth shot of whiskey?" She suggests with again a slightly amount of laughter tipping off her lips.

"Brennan, pleasure...I assume," Kathryn says before noting him raising his glass and so she raises her own coffee mug plagued with whiskey in response towards him, moving that glass to let them clink together as they collide in a cheers. "To living a little," she decides with a smile. She takes a drink, delighting in the way the whiskey tastes and the way it falls down her throat, satisfyingly smooth. "Tell me, Brennan, you don't look like you are from around these parts. How did you end up in Sacrosanct?"

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