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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 lead50.35.0.252Posted On May 15, 2017 at 12:18 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.


Those bright emerald eyes met the amethyst ones that stared upwards at him, the man entirely oblivious of the comfort the young Asian woman drew from the simple sensation of his chest rising and falling. Rather, it was that altogether rare simper that crossed her features that drew the man's attention, his eyebrow furrowing ever so slightly as she shook her head at him. He hardly fought those slender fingers that wrapped around his own, the were-King entirely willing to be led towards his office wall, a glimpse of inquisitiveness settled across those masculine features. He watched as the young woman thrust her finger at the far right side of the map, a part of the world in which the man was hardly uninvolved in. His eyebrow rose ever so slightly as he read those large words, and yet he was hardly unwilling to so venture there if such was what she liked. He was altogether aware of the near restlessness that coursed through her frame, the woman decidedly excited in a fashion he'd never seen her before. Really, if this got her that excited, he hardly had the heart to say no. He listened in silence as she spoke with a certain longing over that blade she so desired, his head slowly bobbing.

"All right...of Kusanagi is what you want, then it is what we'll get." He uttered, his hand reaching out for his thumb to brush in a rare glimpse of affection against her cheek. That touch, however, was altogether fleeting as the man reached for his phone. "Do you know where it is? If I have a picture of the place then we can go there now." Tetradore continued, answering that question of when they leave in the process. After all, with his capabilities for teleportation, distances were wholly irrelevant to the man. His fingers flicked effortlessly over that screen of that device, the man altogether attentive to those very conditions that might benefit them if they were going to steal an ancient blade. "It looks like it's night thereā€¦..and warm...perfect, hm?" He inquired, glancing up at her with an almost mischievous glint to those emerald eyes. His free hand reached out to her, the man requiring that touch if he was going to take her with him when they made that jump to that east coast. All he needed now was a place.

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