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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

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    Hyde Park

    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.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from 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.

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On June 27, 2017 at 7:48 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

It didn’t bother her at all that she held the knowledge in something that Dorian, a noblemen, did not comprehend. There was not an ego bone in her body. She explained everything she possibly could in a respectable and kind manner, hardly showing any ounce of all-knowing manner. It was not only unladylike, but it was not something to be cruel about either. There were so many things she did not know and she would hope that someone that knew more than her on a subject matter, would explain and teach it to her in a proper and polite way. Her cruel upbringing didn’t steal away the lupine’s ability to be thoughtful and compassionate. She appreciated how Dorian seemed quite engaged on this unfamiliar topic. That he was interested in knowing or at least understanding how her society work was absolutely meaningful to her. A small smile crept upon her marred face as the Fae King proclaimed his attempt to understand all around him. She would nod in agreement, assured that he would come to embrace and understand the modern world.


“It is a lot to take in, I am sure, but you are so open about my life that there is no doubt you’ll comprehend everything this modern world has to offer.”


There always seemed to be something wrong for the woman that never asked for the hardships that affected her. There was no other Were she came across that suffered from being feral. If there was, she would have so many questions. Did they understand why they were the ones affected by it and no one else? Was it truly a glitch within their genes or was it a mechanism that protected them? She craved for answers, desperately, but she could not get her hands on anything tangible about it. Perhaps her pack was just like any other pack. Put down the feral creature before they could bring harm to anyone else. Her head would tilt downwards as she nervously clutched her fingers silently contemplating his words. We are what we need to be to survive.” Was she meant to be a mindless monster? Was that her purpose within her pack, to be a ticking time bomb waiting to strike? She had no idea, but she couldn’t continue to think about it. Instead she happily turned the conversation to something else, not wishing to take the focus all upon herself. That is not what friends do. She told him of her world so why not return the favor? Quietly she listened to all that he had to say. The lupine giving the same full attention he had given her. That he was immortal was both a neat and sad thing, to know that almost everyone he knows will no longer be around. She would be a blip in his memory. That they could not have children, but could create their own in an unpleasant method did not give Raven the idea that she could further question it. As he turned around to show his ears, she couldn’t help, but grin, amused to see he had pointy ears. Softly she spoke up happily asking her questions.


“You lived in the height of the Renaissance era! There are so many good and bad things during that time. Please tell me, did you know anyone that is considered famous to us? What are the things you miss mostly? What are the customs you wished were still be conducted to this day. What is it that you have now, that would have been expensive or rare in your time, such as salt, sugar, and skills? And a grand ball...I doubt I would do well in. I was never taught to dance.”

Raven Clocksworth.
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