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
there's beauty in the breakdown
Posted on May 29, 2014 by ISOLT GRIFFIN
A dainty hand raises, slender fingers absentmindedly toying with the copper waterfall that has fallen from her ponytail, the otherwise soft features of her downturned face a testament to the mental turmoil that has been beset upon her. She is a creature largely dictated by the ever-insistent and playful tug of curiosity, consumed and entertained by the promise of knowledge to be gleaned and mystery to be pilfered from the darkened smog of uncertainty. And it is from beyond this treacherous smog that a voice once again permeates; though the syllables are not laced in traditionally accusatory of condescending tones, the young woman's brow crinkles ever so slightly inwards. "I get out plenty, just... not to the right places, apparently."
The rapidity of her blurted questions is nearly comical, though truly she regrets her curious indulgence near immediately as the realization of her own flagrant acrimony dawns so readily upon her. Curiosity was her trait, but so too was its awareness. The timely and meaty thud of a tail upon pavement, however, sees her head turn in a most quizzical fashion, the soft bud of a simper eclipsing the doubt and shame that had lingered there only moments earlier. Isolt drinks of the other's answers with the vigor of a thirst-withered nomad wandering aimlessly through the driest desert. Aaron had speculated incessantly over the details of the various fabled species, each of his contemplations more far-reaching and seemingly absurd than the one that had come before it... and yet, so many of them proven to be accurate.
Her beautiful and blossoming smile wilts, though, with one particularly worrisome phrase woven so subtly into the grander whole. It hurts being human. An axiomatic truth if ever there had been one, an ironclad and irrefutable law of the human (or partially-human) experience... and one to which Isolt was all-too-familiar, though the evidence of this internal contemplation shows enough mercy as to not lace itself into her features. "My brother and I used to daydream about what it might be like to be a werewolves when we were younger. He talked about it so much I thought it was one of his greatest goals in life." A look of whimsy overtakes her then, the crystalline blue of her eyes growing distant, sparkling with the recollection of one of many painfully found memories. She is pulled from this, wretched form the traditionally downward spiral she knows she treads, by the assertion that her counterpart offers. "Well... thank you, I suppose." It is a dry attempt, an arid mockery of actual humor, unearthed from the depths of her own wildly swirling mind. She decides instead upon a far more traditional nicety. "My name is Isolt, by the way."
Whatever else she might have offered in the way of polite conversation dies upon her tongue, stolen away from them by the soft padding of rubber soles against pavement. "Uh... many, but maybe those are best saved for later. I had better be getting back," she asserts, rising upon newly-strengthened legs to meander back from whence she had come. The young woman offers her counterpart once last kindly glance and few softly spoken words. "You be careful."