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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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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.

the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead50.125.73.18Posted On January 05, 2018 at 12:25 AM by AIDEN TETRADORE

it's over, i'm through

I saw you standing there and I knew I'm done for


Tetradore was well aware of the importance of this singular day to the vampire woman he held such affections for. This was something special enough that he sincerely doubted she would merely miss it. He hardly even considered the possibility that the young woman might have ran off on her husband, quite on the contrary, Tetradore was assured that Damon was all Isolt had desired for some time. He had long since come to terms with the fact that he had lost in this game for her heart. Something was wrong. It felt wrong, those instincts screaming at him enough for the man to further interrupt that wedding, despite how it surely must have looked to those guests in those fold up chairs. It was with respect for the couple that caused Tetradore to wait until he had pulled Damon out of immediate earshot of that wedding before he admitted his worst fears. Whoever dreamed of losing the bride on a day such as this? The were king was silent as he watched Damon’s features shift, his insistence that Isolt would have wanted this day to be perfect only mirrored his own assumptions.

A small frown crossed his lips at the mention of the young woman’s bridesmaid. “No,” he stated, shaking his head in the process. “I already checked the bridesmaid tent. It was empty too.” The fact that both women were missing only further prompted that sense of worry within the man. Even so, he hardly stopped Damon as the man made his way towards those ivory tents, the were-King instead merely followed in his steps, allowing the vampire to discover what he had already unearthed. That further inquiry of Isolt’s best friend, however prompted him to pause. The fiery young woman had a rather violent history with him, one he didn’t intend to coax to life during Isolt’s wedding. “No one I asked had seen her recently.” He answered carefully, avoiding the inquiry of that mortal woman herself. Tetradore’s emerald eyes followed Damon’s own as the two men simply glanced amongst the mysterious remains of that tent, the panther hardly any less oblivious to those small details that spoke of something gone awry within that tent. It was those same things that so put him on edge.

His eyebrows furrowed at that question of tracking the woman, his nose sniffing the air in consideration. “No, but there is a faint musty scent here that isn’t either of the girls….” He paused, tasting that air a moment longer before concluding, “There were three of them….I think.” It was hardly helpful and yet, the man was trying. It was the rustle of that tent’s flap that drew Tetradore’s attention, his gaze briefly swept over the vampire that joined the pair. His head bobbed silently in response to that inquiry of Isolt’s absence, though he made no effort to speak for Damon. Quite on the contrary, it was the presence of his own element that pulled at the man. That fear that radiated from Damon was all but palpable in that moment. Gently, he placed his hand upon Damon’s shoulder. “We’ll find them.” He spoke in a reassuring fashion. “Any help you might be able to provide would be useful Malek. Did Chizue say they were going anywhere? Can either of you think of anyone who would want this wedding not to happen?” Frankly, Tetradore could already think of one such individual but he was certain this wasn’t the work of Isolt’s maker. At the very least, he would have smelled her.

aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me



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