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.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on November 29, 2014 by Damon
South


I do love baiting her since she doesn't even know what a tease she can be when time permits it. She doesn't know her body calls to me, her very skin aching for my fingers to trail across it. But with her alone, I resist the urge, not wanting to risk the friendship, I've worked so hard to establish, the trust I've worked to cement between us. Sure, it's not the depths of which I want when it comes to Isolt, but I've made it do so far because I don't want to push her. She's already been through too much. And maybe that's just what I tell myself because deep inside, I know I have commitment issues and what if what I think I want isn't really what I want at all? Then I'll only end up hurting her and I can't have that either. Again, too much to risk. That's what I'm left to work with. Of course the moment when I feel the most at ease with her while we slip into an easy conversation about cars of all things, that's when she happens to look away from the road at the worst possible time and a giant snake of all things crawls across, or at least tries to. The collision is an after thought in my mind, the only thing managing to get under my skin the fact that she could ahve been hurt.

Even as we're in mid collision, my body works on instact as I lean across her body to hold her in her seat. Even then, I feel my skin heat with the contact as her arm wraps around my torso to hold me as well. In the moment, I'm helpless to react but in the after math, I do get a sly smirk at just the thought that she wanted to protect me too. She doesn't let go until I slowly draw back from her, letting my eyes sweep over her figure in a protective fashion as I ask if she's okay. She nods her affirmation, her eyes asking the silent question as I let a soft smile slip across my lips, no matter how brief and nod in return. Only when I know she's alright do I get out of the car to see what we actually hit, my mind onl fumbling over the thought that some giant snake somehow got into Sacrosanct. Do anacondas exist in this city? I thought they were only in jungles in Africa or something. As I move toward the curled up carcass, I feel my arm getting pulled on so I pause, turning to see Isolt looking at the bizarre creature as well. She seems to not want me near the snake, perhaps worried about my safety once more. I smile again at the thought before turning my attention back to the task at hand.

I can see that the snake is wanting to react to us in a negative fashion, it's tail moving to lash toward me before it jerks it back as if stung, the action rippling through its scales like acid and I can only surmise that we've actually done quite some damage to this creature. Who'd have thought a car could hurt an ananconda? I wonder if it knows what we are rather than who. Each time it's tongue flicks out, it must be tasting the air again, tasting our undead perfume. Maybe this is an instinctive thing, trying to keep the predators at bay. Luckily for it, I don't drink from animals of any sort. I twist my head back to my companion at her sudden question, my own nose wrinkling automatically as I get a whiff of the air and the intriguing scent surrounding the snake. It's not just a snake.

"A were-anaconda."

I say with a mixture of awe and amusement. Who would have thunk it? I thought wolves and cats were more the norm from what I've seen in Sacrosanct. Snakes too, it would seem. I part my lips, my own hand reaching out now as Isolt moves to brush past me to go closer to the snake. I can tell by the look in its eyes alone that it means nothing good toward us if it can help it. Surely if it wasn't hurt, it'd be trying to strangle us or eat us by now. I stop beside Isolt, keeping myself standing while she crouches since I don't want to be on eye level with it. A marked scowl tugs at my lips, unhappy with just how close she is to its fangs at this present moment. Her question has a brow cocking upward in puzzlement. What do we do? My first answer would be to shoot it, obviously, put it out of its misery but I know that wouldn't satisfy Isolt by a long haul and then I'd definitely have to kill the snake when it tries to defend itself by whichever means possible, probably by trying to bite Isolt's face off since it's closer. I can't have that so instead I let a deep sigh drip from my lips.

"Well unless you have healing powers I don't know about, I don't know. I guess we wait. Were creatures can heal pretty fast, right? You don't know of any veterinarians in the area, do you?"

I know I'm just joking around now and she might not appreciate it but can't blame a guy for trying, right? The snake's scales suddenly seem to melt, as if blending into the skin itself and then there's just skin where the scales were and a thin shade of fabric one might call a dress. I may call it a sash at best since it only seems to cover up the juicy parts. I tilt my head, curiosity twinkling in my gray blue eyes as the snake continues shifting, blonde hair sprouting from its skull as blue eyes look upon us now with a mixture of fear and frustration. She seems unsure of what to do or where to go, her body betraying her as she stayed curled up in her pain though I can smell the growing puddle of blood around her legs. Tears begin to seep from her eyes and I feel myself cringe at the sight of them. I've never been good with crying girls. When she does speak, it's to beg for her life and my lone brow only slides up further on my forehead. I bite back the more sadistic answer in favor of something slightly more helpful now as I slowly bend into a crouch beside Isolt.

"Do you see any rednecks around here? I don't eat snake flesh. Too gamey. Is anything broken? Do you need to go anywhere to heal faster? I don't think my car's much for driving anymore but I can carry you if you've got a place in mind."

I glance toward Isolt, hoping I'm at least putting it out there like a good helpful guy would. Sure, I'm mostly doing this for her but she doesn't have to know that, right?

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