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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!

show you how strong how i am73.32.203.196Posted On October 21, 2017 at 3:06 PM by henry tudor



Henry wanted to control himself. He wanted to be able to trust himself not to kill anyone when he shifted. If not for his own sanity, then for the safety of others. Hell, he was scared to make love to his boyfriend because the last time he did, he shifted and mauled the hell out of him. He just wanted to feel more normal when his life felt as though it was falling apart around him. He hoped it would get better one day, he could only hope and pray. Raven’s prediction of a year made things a little better. He’d changed roughly two months ago…so ten more to go. However, he wasn’t sure about how he would connect to his were half – the animal in him was strong and unpredictable. Trying to control it was hard and took a great deal of energy. Perhaps one day that would get easier too.

He looked down as her hand gripped onto his, leading him away from the alley and through a small little park. It looked cute – and perhaps looked very beautiful in the daylight. Maybe he would have to bring Sterling here one day. They used to walk together all the time.

When she motioned for him to sit down in front of her, he did as asked and sat down indian-style in front of her. He listened to her instructions, eager to learn how to control himself. If this was how he would have to start his lessons, then he would listen to her. However, when she asked him to tap into the animal lurking in his mind, he instantly felt walls build up around him. He was afraid to lose control. He was afraid that he would shift and truly injure someone. But Raven was sitting there, assuring him that he wouldn’t shift. “…and if I do, stop me by any means necessary.” Tetradore would not be here to coax his consciousness out. He would be at the mercy of his animal half.

While he wasn’t exactly excited to test the boundaries of his consciousness, he had to show Raven and the others that he was at least trying to fit in. They were his pack…his family now. He had to show them that he was trying to fit in as best he could.

Slowly his eyes closed and he sat as still and quiet as he could. He could hear the leaves rustling, the water rushing, and he swore he could hear his own thoughts. And yet, he didn’t hear the panther nor did he feel it’s presence. “I don’t feel anything…” He was trying…he really was.






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