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.
Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct
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 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.
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.
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 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.
PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes
death incarnate & night triumphant
His meetings had not been going well. The local lords of Somnia were entirely blinded by their hatred of species that did not belong to the faerie race. An immortal headache was quite nearly impossible and yet... Andras could feel the beginnings of one spreading to his temples. His patience was beginning to wear thin and he had made no more progress today than he did in the last four months he had been attempting to sway them. As the High Lord he could easily bend them to his will, though he was certain he would simply lose the respect of the locals... and their trust. It wasn't something he was willing to give up after the several centuries he had to work to earn it in the first place. After his father's reign, it was no easy thing to rebuild a court from the ground up, to cleanse the corruption and still there was darkness that lingered even in the new world he had created.
Sighing, he runs a hand through his dark hair, the strands askew as he slides his arms along the backside of the bench. Bringing his ankle up to his knee, he tilts his head back to watch the slowly brightening sky. Andras had needed a reprieve from the meetings, not wanting to be within the confines of his home lest he allow his temper to get the best of him again. He very much doubted he would have Matteo around every time he needed to blow off steam. Still, it wasn't as if the male were angry... merely frustrated with the outcome of the meetings, he had hoped to have gained some ground at least by now. He forces another breath through his slightly parted lips, dark hazel eyes slitted against the sky as he watches a lazy cloud drift across the great expanse. His delicately pointed ears pick up the gentle sounds of the awakening birds, early risers that had decided to go for a run and the breeze rustling through the leaves. It was quite nearly a song to him, how his back itched to release those monstrous wings, to be soaring across the treetops. A silly notion, thoughts he constantly had and the ancient faerie knew better, to not expose himself and yet, he had. On several occasions in this very forest. Perhaps not the smartest move, making him reckless in a sense, though, he sometimes couldn't curve those wants of his.
This time, Andras simply shoves those thoughts away and locks them tightly, suppressing any urge to go flying. Instead, he relaxes slightly, enjoying the morning sounds, eyes closing briefly. He looks almost like a statue in that moment... a meticulously dressed statue in a suit, without a speck of dust on it. He remains like that for a moment, just as his ears pick up a sound much closer to him, right before he flares his nostrils and takes in the scent of the nearby... faerie. Surprised, he raises his brows as he tilts his head up, opening his eyes lazily as he glances to his side, revealing a dark-haired female making her way towards the bench. Andras had hardly been searching for any faeries as of late within the confines of the city, the male far too busy to do anything other than keep his court running. The chances of him running into another Fae was... surprising, suspicious almost. After the recent attack on Lani, the man had become a bit more wary and yet, he hardly felt any maliciousness wafting off this woman. As she takes a seat, Andras hardly moves, though his predatory gaze turns on her a grin so stretching across his lips, though he's careful to keep the smile from his eyes, giving him an almost cold detachment.
Her brief greeting has his ears perking up at her accent, something he hadn't heard before as she casually rolls her 'r's. "Good morning," his dark voice drawls, his deep tenors vibrating between them, "I can't say I've run into a faerie before without intentionally seeking them out here in Sacrosanct," he says, his own ancient accent coating his words. Tilting his head, he regards her patiently, removing his arms from the back of the bench to lean forward slightly. "You are not from here," he states rather than asks, that cool smile still dancing upon his lips.
Andras Steinhello darling