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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Noah's Ark

    owned by Aiden Tetradore
    1 employees

    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!

learning how to react50.171.49.175Posted On March 28, 2017 at 4:10 PM by henry tudor



As Henry lay there, exposing himself to his alpha, there was very little he could do to control the actions his body was taking. While his consciousness was buried deep, he was still cognoscente of some of the things that were happening, despite his ability to truly control the body he was in. Even as Tetradore rubbed his face along his own, he felt the cat’s instincts take over. It was a strange feeling, much like an out of body experience. He could see what was happening, but he was completely unable to do anything about it.

He could hear his name being called, but he was unable to answer. The only testament to the fact that he could hear Tetradore was the soft flick of his ears as he rolled back on his belly and looked up at him. There was a sense of recognition there, but Henry was unable to voice his words. He wasn’t sure how. The cat’s instincts were strong, almost too strong for him to fight.

However, Henry would not give up fighting. He kept trying to voice his acceptance, trying so hard to break through the barriers the cat had put up. His consciousness was growing tired from the mental strain. But soon, he was able to get a brief message across to his alpha. “The cat is too strong to fight…” and then silence. No more messages to Tetradore, just silence. The panther growled softly, communicating with the alpha in the only way it new how. Slowly, the cat rose on its limbs and began to explore the abandoned warehouse. What was he looking for? Only the cat knew.






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