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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!

LET THE DARKNESS TAKE YOU70.49.13.16Posted On April 11, 2017 at 8:20 PM by REGAN IZUMI


When you look into an abyss, the abyss looks into you
Regan never would have thought that she'd enjoy prolonged physical contact with another person. But she does. She feels oddly at ease within his arms embrace. Eyes slide shut and the girl simply allows the rhythmic beat of his heart to echo inside her. The thought of his chest being silent so at odds with how she perceives him. He is this being that exudes strength -- with brilliant emerald eyes gleaming with life. She is glad she didn't have to witness the light leave his amazing eyes.

A smile quirks the corners of her lush lips at the sound of his chuckle. She enjoys the rumble in his chest as it bounces her cheek. A soft giggle whispers into his mind at the pet name. For she considers it sweet, this addition of my. However, there will always be a part of her that rankles at the idea of belonging to someone else. She was a possession for far too long. Regan nuzzles her nose against his clavicle in a very feline gesture when he accepts her terms. Of course she would kill them all. They both would expect and accept nothing less. Still slightly petulant she mutters "Good."

The girl senses his gaze on her and she tilts her head back to look at him. Amethyst eyes meet emerald just as his question slides into her mind. What would make her feel better? She honestly doesn't know. Regan has never had someone offer to placate her feelings before. Humming silently she ponders this new development. She isn't into material possessions. She spends too much time in tiger form anyway. New knives maybe? Then it hits her. Her eyes lighting up almost as if they were the proverbial light-bulb over her head. "Well..." She grins wickedly. "There's this sword..."






"Thinks like this"



Regan

Valar Morghulis




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