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
isolt griffin
It is with effortless grace that Isolt extracts herself from the burbling pool, giving her back to the falls down which she had fallen, the fabric of her attire clinging to even the most subtle curves of her lithe frame. She turns in just enough time to glimpse Damon's exposed torso, staring at the bare flesh pulled taut by the rippling cords of muscle beneath for a moment longer than might strictly have been considered appropriate before hastily diverting her gaze. The scarlet-locked girl puzzles for a moment over whether she should do the same in order to be rid of the uncomfortable clinginess of her garments, deciding instead to simply wring what she can from her shirt and her mane of crimson hair. This does not stay the onslaught of appreciative considerations she owes to what she had seen of his body, a guiltily shrouded smile dancing against her lips even as she turns to face him.
"Unfortunately not," she chortles, motioning with a flourish to her own still very saturated clothing. The keys he dispenses lands into her hand with ease, Isolt offering naught but a look of amused confusion before following the trajectory of his motioning hand to the classically beautiful Camaro parked but a stone's throw away. At his comment, though, oceanic eyes divert from the sparkling beauty to slice towards him once more, a look of salacious affront plastered upon her features. "Why would you assume that I've never driven a classic, hmm? How do you know I wouldn't be able to teach you a thing or two about your 'baby'?" Her voice is a seductive purr, meant in some offhanded way to rouse him, to lure forth his sense of curiosity with a deliciously curled finger. But though her tone is a farce, her confidence in the matter is far from a fallacy; in truth, Isolt's father and brother had each been great fans of cars in every facet. Classics had been one of but a few matters upon which she and her father could bond.
Excitement oozes into her blood stream, her body sliding easily and gracefully into the driver's seat, two delicate hands reaching upwards to caress the pristine leather of the steering wheel. It was a moment from her human life, a moment that might have been a lifetime ago for all the circumstance that separated it from this present. The timely roar of the engine only doused her further into the pool of nostalgia that was quickly consuming her, his voice the only thing to see her resist the draw of memory that would inevitably lead her only to sorrow. Instead, a smile, darker than any she had yet to bestow upon him, etched itself into the suppleness of her face. "Not as much as you're about to," she cooed, instantaneously forcing her foot unto the gas pedal and careening them onto the nearby asphalt of the road. Her maneuvering was every bit as effortless and precise as it had been in life, her slender frame relaxing into the lover's embrace of the towel-cloaked leather. Only after a few minutes of obediently obeying his directives does Isolt voice the intensity of the curiosity that pulls at her every fiber. "Damon, please tell me where we're going..."