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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!

i'll do it 'til the sun goes down and all through the night time50.171.49.175Posted On July 01, 2017 at 7:44 PM by henry tudor



While Henry was not excited about the fact that he was now a were, he couldn’t fault Tetradore completely. It wasn’t as if the man had intentionally turned him. It had only been an accident with unfortunate consequences. However, he did resent the man in the sense that he hadn’t been pushy enough when he had approached Henry. He hadn’t tried to protect Sterling from what Henry would become. He should have known the confusion that Henry would face as well as the inability to control himself. What happened to Sterling could have been prevented with a little forethought. And yet…Henry only blamed himself. He should hate Tetradore. But he didn’t. He only hated himself.

Henry felt an immense amount of guilt for what happened to Sterling. And yet, despite that guilt, he couldn’t quite bring himself to inquire as to if Sterling was even alive. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. At least now, he still clung to the hope that maybe he had survived. If he had died, Henry would never forgive himself. Henry would fall into a much darker place than he already was.

So when he was asked if he wanted Aiden to check in on Sterling, Henry shook his head. “I’m afraid of the answer. I’ll never forgive myself if he’s dead.” His eyes rested on the other, they were soft and yet…full of pain. He wanted to know that Sterling was safe and healing…but he was terrified if he found out the opposite. In truth, he was sure he would be unable to keep living if he had killed the one person who meant the world to him. How could he ever come back from something like that? He would be better off dead too.

He followed Aiden towards the Ark, following him up the gang plan and into the massive ship. He listened as he began to explain just what this place was and that he was welcome here, any time. He was offered a room and Henry slowly shook his head. “I’m staying at a hotel for now…until I decide to go back home.” He wasn’t sure when he would be ready to return to the apartment he shared with Sterling. He wasn’t sure he would be able to return at all.

He watched him flop into the throne, finding it rather ironic that he chose to be seated in such a seat. The idea of a king/pack leader/boss was a new one and Henry wasn’t sure he would ever get used to it. This was so different than anything he had ever known. Being a human was easy. Being a were…that was downright complicated. Henry sighed as he leaned on the railing, looking down at the rings below, listening as Aiden spoke. He offered the occasional nod, signaling that he was paying attention, even if his thoughts were clouded.






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