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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!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On May 07, 2017 at 5:51 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

It was only natural for the girl longing to be close to her mate in such an intimate way. Nature always demanded that only those that were strong were deemed worthy to carry on and bring new life into this world. It had been too long since she had actually tapped into the hidden source that bore proof the woman was capable of being dangerous and dominant all in one, without having to act out upon her cursed self. The mix of adrenaline, hormones, coated with that heated desire that danced within her, only seemed to attract the boy, mirroring his own wants. Of course she would cave in. Such feelings were rare, uncommon and therefore uncontrollable. Without any hesitation she gladly deepened the kiss, taking one step closer. It wasn’t like her to be so forth coming in this way, but she had seen her mate be both a protector and an ally all on one. The lupine was so used to seeing her mate fight and win. Always did he show off for her, but it was far different when they were in the ring together. This time her participation seemed to make it all a different. They had worked together like mates would in the wild defending their own. The sense of pack was long gone. Anticipating the other’s move, working in tangent was something far too unique and it set off something deeply primal. For once their wants were similar, but as soon as his hand was placed along her injured side, such desires stopped. Taking a step back she noticed his confused look on his handsome face. Taking his hand into her own, so that he would not shrink back, that gentle kiss placed on his forehead if only to reassure him all was well. Gently she responded, pushing back some of his dark hair out of his eyes with her other hand, the woman giving him a comforting smile, her tone holding an uplifting tone.


“It’s okay Tobias, you didn’t know that I was hurt.”


It wasn’t his fault, none of it was. However, there was no way she could give into the desires they felt, at least not tonight. Surely that would only make things worse for her. Besides, they could wait and at the same time do something different. Raven knew all too well his animosity towards water. She never did get to hear him explain why. When his other side was in control he struggled to explain, and she would allow him to stop if only so he wouldn’t be in clear discomfort any longer. He never dug into her past and so she would not dig into his own. Perhaps tonight after winning a fight in the ring there was a bit more of self-confidence that flared inside her, and she would use this to her advantage. Turning on the shower so that the warm water would fall in a gentle stream, the water power low, so that it would not enter half of the shower. She was determined to help the boy be cleaned, and maybe see that taking a shower could not be so bad after all. Rather it could be a lot of fun. The woman knew exactly what she was doing. With a small grin she allowed his hands to be placed at the bottom of her shirt, the girl allowing him some control at least. As he tugged her away from the shower, she obliged, if only to give him the illusion he was in control. However, she could still taste in the air his wants remained, just as her own did as well, and so she would use this to their advantage. As she explained to the boy just what her intentions were she left him with a question, allowing him the moment to answer, to so help him influence himself that this was not going to be a bad thing. The girl determined to make sure it wouldn’t be. A smile appeared as he proclaimed he did trust her, the girl allowing him to lift the shirt off, wincing slightly. Along her left side was a black and blue bruise that seemed to go below her waist and all the way towards the top of her chest, spreading. Gesturing to the bruise she hoped he would understand that when he held her side before, he didn’t hurt her on purpose.


“The moose we fought in the ring, the big deer like creature, when he kicked me he did this. I’m hurt, but I’ll heal...just not as quickly like you. Remember when you touched me here...that is why I cried out. Do you mind helping me out of my clothes, and I’ll help you get out of your own?”



She would turn around for a moment allowing the boy to help take off her bra, the girl holding still for a moment as she allowed him the chance. Once the garment was free she would help him out of his jeans and boxer, while allowing him to help her out of her own, the girl leaning her right shoulder into him, for balance. Blue-grey eyes looked him over to see if there was any spot she should be concerned of on his frame, seeing blood that did not belong to him and a bruised shoulder...that would surely heal in no time. One hand brushed up against his chest as she kissed him gently hoping to draw back from him those tainted desires. She would allow him to do the same anything that he wished, pressing her frame against his own as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing his jaw line she would take a step back looking up at him as an easy grin appeared. Her voice was quite calming as she gently took a step back one hand holding his own as she squeezed it in a comforting manner.


“Now, I’m going to step inside and I’ll block the water from touching you. You will stand here in front of me, so you do not get wet. You can get in whenever you want to.”


She would let go of his hand as she entered the shower, the young woman stepping underneath the warm water as she allowed it to trail down her lithe frame. The warm water was rather comforting as it pushed some of the sweat and dried blood off her. Tossing her head back she allowed the water to seep through her golden-brown locks, the girl raising her arms as it she pull some of it back. Raven may have lived within cage, she may appear as a saint and yet she knew perfectly well with how she stood underneath the water it would tempt the boy’s carnage desire. A naked woman, trapped within a small space unable to escape, the mere image of her was enough to surely enrapture him to stay. As soon as she was done at least getting her pale frame wet with the warm water, she would step away from it allowing the water to hit her back, the girl clearly blocking the gentle stream of water from her companion. A small smile would appear as he managed to step inside the girl turning to the side to grab the wash cloth and bottle of soap. Turning around she allowed the cloth to get wet, ringing out the water and then placing the liquid soap in it. Folding the cloth over itself she would rub it until the white bubble like foam came. Grinning she would stick her arm out and bring the cloth over to rub some of the dried blood off her skin, doing it slowly so that he would understand. Grinning she would extend her hand with the washcloth, stepping a bit away from the water, giving him the opportunity to try.


“This wash cloth has a little bit of soap and water in it, see how I let it move against my skin, it washes the blood away. Would you like to try to get the blood off me?”


Raven Clocksworth.
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