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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!

now that you know, this is my life50.171.49.175Posted On April 21, 2017 at 7:28 PM by henry tudor



Henry hoped that one day, he would be able to control the beast in him. But as it seemed, he was unable to do much of anything. The cat’s hold on him was so strong. He wished he knew how to keep it in check, to be as one with the beast in him. But it was proving difficult to do and clearly, his maker was just as confused as he was about this whole thing.

When he spoke, saying that it could be because he was denying the cat’s existence, he growled lightly. “How the fuck was I supposed to know I was a cat? I don’t remember anything when I shift.” The first time he had shifted he woke up naked on the steps to his apartment building. He figured he had gotten drunk or high. But the second time, the second time he had severely injured his boyfriend. The door to their cabin on the boat was locked from the inside. So even though he didn’t remember anything that happened, he had come to the conclusion that he had done such damage. He wished he could remember what happens when he shifts – it would have made life easier.

He listened as he tried to explain that there was still a chance that when he shifts, he wouldn’t have to fight so damn hard to keep control. However, the idea that he would have to shift more often terrified him. By this point, Henry was so worried that someone else was going to get hurt on account of himself.

When he asked if he had a hold on himself, he just looked forward. He wished he could sigh or shrug his shoulders. Truthfully, he didn’t trust himself. “I don’t trust myself…not after what I’ve done.” He might be in control now, but who’s to say the cat might overtake him again? The last thing Henry wanted was to hurt someone else.






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