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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
    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!

I can make the stars dance50.35.0.252Posted On July 14, 2017 at 9:21 PM by NADYA

Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true

Being back in a club and able to let go was truly intoxicating all on its own. This wasn’t the fashion of dance meant to be alluring as her business entailed or even the emotional steps she took in her free time. This was simply about letting go and letting the music take her. The end of a song had her body slowing and that decision to have a drink take over. Now seeing a person hunkered over at a bar to drown their sorrows away wasn’t an unusual sight but as Nadya waited for her drink and saw him there, there was just something about him that made her broach interacting with him.

A smirk curled her lips with a soft chuckle when the man replied about wanting a lay. Well wasn’t he a bold one. He wasn’t exactly soliciting anything from her but there was implications. Nadya’s current though not for much longer job made such comments and even greater hardly anything she blinked at anymore. It wasn’t hard to tell that he was a bit wound tight about something so she signaled for the bartender to double her order.

Nadya eyed the stranger as he finally turned about to fully acknowledge her as she lifted the drink the bartender set down to her lips. “Well, if you’re on a budget to get drunk then you’ve chosen the right neighborhood. The West has a particular survival of the fittest personality.” She casually set her drink back down. “And while I won’t be in line to solve your other little problem there is a place if you want to unwind I know of. You won’t get a lay out of it but there is plenty of quality booze and dancing.”

She shrugged slightly as she leaned against the bar again. “Nadya Tetradore, I own the burlesque in the East called Cat’s Meow. My girls are all fae but who knows, you might find a lucky one like yourself at the bar wanting to get laid.” Though Nadya remained standing she didn’t look any likely to abandon him. “So what’s chased you out of the upper neighborhoods to seek the bottom of a bottle, hm?”

Nadya Tetradore


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