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    The West

    The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a certain grunge that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, instead letting the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

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    Noah's Ark

    owned by Aiden Tetradore
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    Noah's Ark

    Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark appears to be little more than an abandoned cargo ship. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar.

    Owner Aiden Tetradore

    Co-owner Tobias Cain

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    Warehouse District

    Warehouse District

    The warehouse district rests just upon the harbor within the city. Many of the warehouses belong to corporate companies although some are used for less the legal means. Be careful when wandering this district at night for many groups meet within those dark, dilapidated buildings. There are also whispers of hard to obtain goods being sold behind those closed doors but you have to know who's who to get an in!

when i used to rule the world50.35.0.252Posted On May 13, 2017 at 10:19 PM by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA

i used to rule the world

seas would rise when i gave the word


There was something decidedly risque about so taking the young woman within the park and yet, even for all his efforts to be proper with her fair gender, Alexander was not beyond his own share of such decidedly sensual kinks. There was something that almost felt...natural at the sheer notion of being naked with her beneath the stars, lost within those genteel touches she so caressed his skin with. It reminded him of his youth - long gone though it certainly was. The only thought that truly registered upon the man's mind in those moments was her - the feel of her body against him, the way her hair so framed her face, the sounds he was capable of coaxing from her lips, that backdrop of the night sky behind her. He was intently aware of the way her hips so moved against his own physique, so prompting those desires further to the surface as he pressed his body back against her own in response. His fingers gingerly massaged that altogether sensitive skin as her lips brushed against his jawline and yet, that was hardly enough to satisfy the man in the slightest.

He could feel her hands sliding against the edge of that shirt, the Macedonian man so moving with her in an effort to assist her removal of that shirt from his own chiseled chest. His words were near breathless against her ear as his fingers so toyed with the loops on her jeans. God he wanted them off of her, he wanted to be inside of her, to lose himself within those sensations only her body could provide him. Alexander was so utterly used to that life of celibacy that he'd been condemned to for the last few decades that he found himself almost over eager to so indulge within those intimate acts with her. Still, Alexander met that ferocity of her lips crushing against his with a decided amount of fervor all his own, hardly even complaining at the way her teeth so nipped at his bottom lip. There was something entirely arousing at her more primal reactions to that sexual exploration and yet, the Dark Hunter still found a part of his attention wholly focused on the removal of her jeans, helping to push them off hips until they were out of his reach.

Alex could feel the way her fingers toyed roughly with the button of his now wholly restrictive jeans, and yet the fashion in which she so ripped at that bit of metal hardly perturbed him in the wake of those desires that so desperately yearned for release. "It's fine." He muttered in soft reassurance between those hurried kisses. His body was wholly attentive as her fingers slipped downwards and towards that part of him that so nearly ached for her touch. That groan reverberated on his lips as his hips grinded against the woman's hand, fully encouraging that firm touch all the same. His hands settled upon her hips and yet, Alexander was hardly one to take without giving in turn. His fingers circled the hem of her underwear, dipping slightly to cup the girl's butt with one hand, his other moving around the front to slip beneath that thin fabric to caress all those places he knew would bring about that wetness he so desired.

Alexander Macedonia

Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own



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