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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!

[ LE PACK ], our lives are built on the death of others50.35.0.252Posted On June 24, 2017 at 2:01 PM by AIDEN TETRADORE

[OOC] : So the whole pack doesn't have to be present but anyone who wants to meet Henry is welcome!

aiden tetradore

Tetradore understood, to some extent, the way in which Henry seemed to regard his animal with such disdain. Hell, he wouldn't have been surprised, really, if the man had regarded him with some level of resentment. It was, after all, his fault that the man had turned into the creature he was. For all he knew, it may well be his fault and lack of presence at that first full moon that there was such a troubled relationship between the man and his cat. He understood why Henry felt the way he did, he sympathized with him, and yet, he could never truly empathize with those feelings, not when that feline was such a distinct part of himself. Even so, the were King leaned against that warehouse he had told Henry to meet him at, simply waiting as that man slowly shuffled info view. That disdain still heavily laced his features, enough for Tet to inquire as to the welfare of that person he had hurt. A small frown crossed his shoulders at those near hopeless words upon Henry's lips. His eyebrows furrowed before, softly, there were King sighed. "Do you want me to go check on him?" It was quite clear Henry was not yet willing to face the reality of what he had done and yet, maybe having the answer to that question would help - it was enough to prompt him to offer to go out of his way in a manner he often did not.

Checking up on his vector, however, was not the sole reason he'd called the man to that warehouse. It was time, finally, for Henry to meet the rest of his pack. He'd hoped to delay such a greeting until the feline had gained control of his animal and yet, Tetradore doubted such a time would come anytime soon. With the demands now placed upon him to ensure Henry was of the right state of mind, the boy had near become a priority in the full moon's to come and balancing his duties to his pack and his vector would be near impossible for a prolonged state of time. No, this was inevitable. With some measure of consideration, the were inquired if Henry was ready to meet the family he now belonged to or if he desired to do something else with their time together. He was hardly surprised by that half hearted shrug he was greeted with, his emerald eyes briefly eying the man in some measure of contemplation before he nodded. He led Henry towards the Ark, the massive cargo ship near looming over them as he walked up that gang plank and towards the hull within. "This is the Ark - if you ever need to find me, this is where I live. If you ever need a room or… anything at all, come here, okay, Henry?" He inquired, pausing at that entrance to glance back at the man to ensure Henry understood before he continued into that room.

It was late in the afternoon - late enough for that pack to be at large whilst still being early enough that the fights had yet to start. He the led the way up towards that viewing platform, flopping nonchalantly into that throne line chair, his feet propped up against the railing. Mentally, the man plucked at those bonds that connected him to each of those pack members. That simple intrusion more of a request of their presence then any great demand. After all, he hardly wanted to force them upon Henry and make this meeting any more awkward than it already would be. "They'll be around soon enough." He commented simply before he nodded down to the ring below, filling his Vector in on what the Ark specialized in while they waited.



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