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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
    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!

i've spent most of my time catching my breath, letting it go12.246.5.178Posted On April 09, 2017 at 6:45 PM by henry tudor



The black cat stalked forward, giving a warning growl just as soon as his alpha brushed up on his shoulder. The cat did not like the extra company and it was searching for something. The feralness of the cat was strange and Henry was finding that he could not fight it. It was just too strong. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how many times Tetradore whispered his name, he was unable to answer again.

The feline jumped up along some crates, climbing his way onto an overhanging pipe. His feline body traveled along the pipe towards the center of the room. Tail twitched to offer himself balance before he slowly lowered himself to the base of the pipe. Once he was settled, his eyes scanned the floor just below him.

And again, he heard Tetradore asking for his attention. The cat flicked his ears listening to the other as he moved around the room. Henry wanted to desperately to be able to control himself, to allow the instincts to fade away. He didn’t want to hurt anyone anymore. He couldn’t bare to see Sterling in as bad a shape as he was just earlier that morning.

Hearing a startling noise, the cat immediately leapt to his feet, his eyes scanning towards the door to the outside of the warehouse. Immediately his body leapt from the pipe, landing on all fours on the floor. He moved swiftly towards the door, only to find that it was shut. He began frantically looking for a way out. There was a potential meal outside and he could smell it. He needed to get out of this room…he had to.






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