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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!

the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead50.125.74.154Posted On April 17, 2017 at 12:25 AM by AIDEN TETRADORE

years I've walked in the coldest winds
from sorrow and pain I find my strength
the more I hurt, the clearer I see.


It took measureable effort for the feline to so suggest those emotions to his companion, the man so relying upon his most unused, and thus most unhoned, gifts within that moment to quite near pry that human part from the hold of that feline. He could feel the way Henry so fought with that feline to give into that pull and, eventually, the man could feel that cat slowly losing its hold upon the man. He was hesitant, truly, to release his gaze upon the man. It was only as Henry pulled his gaze away, settling upon the floor beneath them with a sort of placidity that had been wholly absent there but moments before. His emerald eyes remained intent upon the man in an entirely weary fashion, unsure whom was now in control of that body before him. A soft breath slowly left his lips as those thoughts were so pressed into his mind. That hypnotizing pull to his gaze slowly vanished as he settled onto his haunches, simply eying the cat in an inquisitive fashion.

In truth, he'd never seen anything quite like this. But, then again, he'd also never met someone newly turned, much less turned one himself. Was this...normal? He didn't remember this when he was a child. "It could be because you've been denying it's existence…" He commented pensively. "Usually, the feline and yourself are...one. With you they seemed to be separate entities. It's possible, I suppose that the more you shift and come to accept your cat, the more you two will...merge into one….still….I can't be sure. This might be how you are….but we'll work with what we're given." Tetradore stated simply enough. Although he was willing to provide his vector with some resemblance of hope, he hated providing any unwarranted expectation when he had no guarantee. Now that he knew how to drag the human from the cat, he could start associating far more positive things with the shift. "Do you think you have a hold on yourself now?" He inquired, ensuring the man would remain in control before they stepped out of that warehouse.

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