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

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Posted on July 06, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
South
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That it would have been easier to simply stay down had surely occurred to him. Over and over. Stay down, stay quiet, work on some way to encourage a mistake in his opponent. He was good at that. He always had been. Exploiting the weakness of others was a particularly potent talent he had held since his childhood yeas- one he had developed in response to those he had grown up around. Perhaps he should have thanked them for that. Thanked them for teaching him a lesson so entirely life altering. He had not land to stand or sit or circle or back up at their word. Indeed he had learned that every single being had a point to reach. Once that point was exposed, that very break within them there was only one of two ways for them to go. Adapt and change, become stronger than their opponent- or retreat and submit and accept. It was curious perhaps, to find himself in a cage with the very girl who had chosen the later at that point in her existence, where he himself had surely chosen the former and everyone else? They had simply never reached the point in which they had ever been forced to decide who they truly were. He dislikes, perhaps, some of himself. He dislikes some of the things he has done and yet who could truly be trusted outside of himself? Perhaps Raven still believed in love and yet that was the very thing that would destroy her in the end. Love was selfish, love made people do things they never should or never would and by that very notion it is a weakness he has no desire to inflict upon himself.

At least until Nadya. The mere thought of the woman even now sees the violet of his gaze turn from the wolf as if this loss of eye contact might prevent her from seeing his thoughts on the matter or that fact that he had entertained the idea, even briefly, that he might have some kind of....reason. That Nadya was perhaps a reason to exist when for so long he had merely done so simply because he refused to die. The response he finds flickering within his thoughts from the wolf earn little more then a snort of disdain in response. He wouldn't understand? How little she knew about what he wouldn't understand. He understood perfectly. He simply choose, for the most part, not to allow it to afflict him. Emotion in any form was a difficult thing, feeling was...inconvenient. Truly either Raven was by far the bravest creature he had ever met to allow herself to be swamped so constantly with the emotional onslaught of the consequences of her decisions (decisions Frost has now clearly seen) or else she is the stupidest. She allowed herself to feel- why not simply turn it all off? Life was far...easier then. Although once more he finds himself considering Nadya and the very fact that no amount of withdrawing from her seemed capable of allowing him to deny the fact that some long and forgotten part of himself....cared for that woman. Yet such is life he supposed. Finally he is inclined to find someone within whom he has an interest and he is destined to die here and now for it.

Raven does nothing throughout it, nothing but cringe and shake like the cowardly creature she is each and every time that Hunter comes back to him. Some part of him perhaps, is inclined to consider the fact that Raven remains relatively unharmed, her compliance, the very compliance that had been beaten into her seemed to be sparing her now and truly he almost finds himself inclined to laugh at that. At the utter ridiculousness of it all. He cannot be that person. Even here and now with the impending death of himself lingering to close he cannot bring himself to bow down. Even with a fresh wave of sedation pouring into his veins. It would be the death of him. His own dominance and yet hadn't he always known that? He'd been daring fate to destroy him for years and truly he is surprised he has lasted even this long. Some warped part of himself is almost pleased for the sting of those darts and the sedation that follows. It takes the edge off the pain, even if only slightly and yet...it merely proved even this Hunter was afraid to face him at full strength. Was he really so powerful, that even in chains, the Hunter needed his drugs? Anything to keep him down. Well- at least he'd made a decent battle of it he supposed. Even if there was nothing left to fight for.

It is easy to slam the blade into Raven's leg and stumble back to his own wall. Isn't that what the hunter wanted? Compliance? Did it matter anymore? Frost would hardly survive another round f he returned, the chemical within his system assuring each movement was exhausting. He simply wanted to lie down and sleep, the man still aware, dimly, of his bleeding chest and his very body in overdrive in an effort to heal what it couldn't. So much energy being wasted in every direction. For the first time within his existence dying is surely easier- so why couldn't he? One violet eye merely watches the Hunter move away, off the get god knows what else and it is only now that Frost finally allows himself to sit. Slumping against the wall. He was exhausted, he was dying- he already knew that and of all the creatures here to witness it....it had to be her. For several moments he considers ignoring her utterly and at least attempting to shut down his own power more fully. It is surely the one and only time Will Power has never been useful. Weakened as it was it still existed- it still kept him alive and for the first time in his existence he finds he almost loathes it. Why keep living if there was simply no point to it all?

The words of Raven find him once more, gaze flickering briefly towards her pointless mutterings and bloodied leg. She was useless from the beginning, hell, they might have even have had a chance if it had been anyone but her. They had done far too good a job on Raven- of that he is sure. So uselessly obedient and where had it gotten her? A stabbed leg and chains.

"If you have a move to make Raven, then make it. I am running out of them."

Where he finds the strength to even offer the words he hardly knows, a groan of sorts forced from his lips as he shifts, trying to ease some of the pressure upon his bloodied chest and throbbing head.

"Your.....your chains are a lot looser then mine. You can probably reach him.....if he comes back in here and I....distract him. He will have keys on him......somewhere. I can't......fight him but you can....even just enough to....knock him out for a bit."

Even words are an effort, Frost forced to pause in an effort to simply breathe before his gaze finds Raven once more.

"I don't....care if you die. I don't like you but.....he does. Your.....boyfriend. Isn't he worth living for? If he isn't worth....you even trying then....just die Raven. Though you'll die knowing you failed the.....one person who actually.....believed in you. Picture him....finding whats left of....you here. Isn't that a....happy thought....."

He had to get her moving, it didn't matter how. She simply had to fight or they were both going to die.




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