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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'm a Porsche with no brakes73.32.203.196Posted On November 25, 2017 at 6:05 PM by henry tudor



It had always been hard for Henry to open up about his thoughts and feelings. Telling Raven what had happened to Sterling was very difficult for him to do and he hoped that she understood just how hard it was for him. He didn’t go around telling many people what happened. Now, Tet and Raven were the only ones who knew what happened aside from Sterling. It was something he wasn’t proud of, but it was something he was learning to live with.

She tried to rationalize his actions with the instincts of his cat, but it really didn’t help him feel any better. What happened to Sterling should have never happened. He should have been more careful. If he had not been in denial, then Sterling would still be okay. But he didn’t believe Sterling when he told him that he had turned into a fucking cat. He thought it was ludicrous. Henry had been human…he had been in denial about a lot of things regarding the supernatural. In his last life, he could only control the light…not turn into a cat. So naturally, it was a lot to digest and because he had been unwilling to listen, he had hurt someone close to him.

While he appreciated Raven’s attempt to cheer him up, it wasn’t really working. The only one who could make him feel better was himself. And until he stopped blaming himself for what had happened to Sterling, he would never truly be able to forgive himself.

That said, he was silent when she began to speak. He could see the nervous in her, the way she tried to talk herself into telling about her own past. It would be rude to interrupt her, so he sat still, listening. He could understand the strength it took to admit ones animal half had done terrible things. He could relate to her.

He sighed softly as she asked if Sterling is alive and better. He nodded his head tentatively. “He’s alive…he says he forgives me…but I’m not sure I can believe that. I can’t trust myself around him.” He couldn’t even make love to Sterling the last time he tried. He felt so much guilt that he had lost his erection just as soon as his eyes settled on the scars. Henry knew that nothing could fix that until he finally forgave himself. It would be a long road to recovery, one he wasn’t sure how long Sterling would be willing to travel with him.

When her hands touched his own, his eyes slowly rose to meet her own. When she asked if he wanted to give it a try…to try and teach the animal in him that Sterling was his, he sighed. “I don’t know if Sterling trusts me like that…and I don’t know if I trust myself. I can’t hurt him again.” He felt a single tear threaten to fall, but he was unwilling to show such weakness. He was already looking like an absolute pansy and he wasn’t about to give her another reason to think less of him.






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