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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!

our lives are built on the death of others50.125.73.18Posted On October 30, 2017 at 11:53 PM by AIDEN TETRADORE

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Those emerald eyes glowed with an ethereal sort of luminosity as he drew the young man apart from that feral side that so threatened to undo him. Pulling the man from the depths of that chaos within his mind was far easier this time then it had the last, Henry's consciousness so easily reacting to his presence, that ebony figure before him relaxed but mere moments later, offering some hint to the mental state of his Vector. It was the sound of that voice within his own thoughts that caused his chiseled cranium to nodd, that affinity that he had come to rely upon quite near vanishing with the assurance that it was no longer needed. He watched as Henry turned away from him, his own paws slowly following that gangly man. The Alpha was entirely content to simply watch that small mismatch group that made up his pack, his gaze fluttered from the fleeting form of Henry to that near snickering hissing sound of his closest companion. Those broken words prompted little more then a loud huff from his nose, that show of amusement far more reserved than Tobias' own. His own thoughts were briefly returned to the spotted leopard alone. "He does, you'll have to teach him how to do it.". At the very least, perhaps it might provide the pair a point to bond over. Tobias did greatly enjoy being the one to teach another, in his own warped way.

Tetradore watched as Tobias shifted from Raven's side, clearly intending to bother their newest member whom seemed all but content to be apart of this outing as little as possible. The panther hardly took offense to that offstandish demeanor. After all, he knew well the thoughts that plagued his vector, ones that he certainly had played his own hand in bringing to fruition. His own thoughts, in that moment, were wholly distracted as he simply watched his Vector, the man all too easily capable of getting lost down those many avenues of 'what if's'. He was almost unaware of that shift that had overcome the wolverine, at least, until her skull bumped against his shoulder, drawing the Alpha back to the present. Those emerald eyes flickered towards her, that simple affinity he had for each of his pack members informing him well that somthing was up. His attention remained dutiful upon her, the man simply reaching out for that bond between them to fill her very thoughts with a simple wordless presence that could only be described as him. He could feel that consciousness that was her other half near retreat at that simple presence of his own authority, that sudden wag of her tail quite near telling him as much.

The feline remained standing where he was, watching the woman as she moved down the beach to join her mate. A soft exhale left his lips. As much as he hated to admit it, this was still a precarious situation, that simple exchange between himself and the young woman told him as much. The man slowly continued shifted towards the small congregation, his thoughts reaching out for his Beta, entirely intent to keep that conversation between the two of them. "Keep an eye on Raven tonight." That request was simple, the were-King wholly depending upon his spotted companion to take up that position of authority within that pack. Even so, Tetradore gave little indication of that conversation between the pair. Rather, a singular large paw rose to bat at his Vector's head, fully intending to knock the fellow off balance. Though the gesture was certainly far more playful, the intent was clear. Tonight, Henry certainly would not escape for that somber wallowing.



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