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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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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!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On November 16, 2017 at 6:25 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

Who knew taking photos could actually be fun? Attention was not something she sought for. Accustomed to being within the shadows she preferred it that way, to be looked over. Being ignored meant that others would not bother her. All that attention brought her was pain and suffering. Having a camera lenses focused on her was odd, especially having some cheerful blonde constantly tell her to position herself in a certain way. Of course she tried to follow, but she felt as if she were doing every little thing wrong, including forgetting to smile. It was that familiar feeling of his warm hands placed on either side of her that reminded her all was well. After a couple of tries the lupine finally managed to look relaxed and naturally happy. It was rather fun in an odd way. Standing next to him, or sitting in his lap brought her much comfort and ease that it simply made time fly by so very fast. As they were done she was quite eager to see how the photos turned out. Each one looked better than the other. With a bit of effort they both cleaned up nicely. These were photos to be proud of. She loved his other side, truly she did, but it was wonderful to have photos like this. These were photos that she could show off to others, to let them see who her mate was, even if it was a side that was truly rare to see. And in a way, he deserved to have them too. Especially if he had to prove to a police officer that a woman did indeed marry him. The offer to frame that one particular photo was answered with an eager nod, pleased to see that he agreed. It was good to show this side in a way, it mean that the other one still existed somewhere within those warm golden eyes. Perhaps if his deviant side saw that photo then he would actually see himself. As he began to pay for the items she watched as the sales associate boxed the photos and the USB that contained the digital copies, and placed them in a bag, taking it once it was offered to her, eager to show them off.


“Thank you Tobias.”


This particular engagement gift was unexpected, but deeply appreciated. It was easy to slide her hand into his own as they walked out of the studio. Without any effort she slid into a timely rhythm with him as they walked side by side. It was the question about where they were going to get married that left the she-wolf a bit stumped. She never really had a thought about it. Already they decided they didn’t need a religious figure to confirm their matrimony. There was no need for the two of them to ask their friends and pack to travel to some far and distant land. They could get married here, but where? It wasn’t like the city was made famous for their stellar landscape. Tobias and Tetradore constantly went to God only knows where. Perhaps he had an idea? Shrugging her shoulders she gently she shook her head a bit uncertain.


“I...I never thought about location. I would assume somewhere here in the city? I mean not in a church I guess, outside...not the beach. I don’t want sand to get in anything...did you have a preference?”


As they made a stop by the escalators she looked up at him for a moment. Nodding her head she gently guided him onto the escalators with her. Standing on the step in front of him she beamed a bit proudly as she noticed she was taller than him on those automatic stairs that ascended them to the second level of the mall. Zealously she spoke up quite cheerful to give him a gift, after all, it would be something he would wear for the rest of their lives.


“Yes, since you’re you...let’s find you a ring.”


Turning around she stepped off the step easily gently bringing him closer to her as they continued to walk along the second level. She hardly paid any attention to anyone as they walked by quite stuck in her own mind. Ideas of their wedding began to pop up, trying to take a mental note, so that she could relay them to Serafina. After all her maid of honor needed to know these things. Casually they walked past a motherhood store, where Mother’s-to-be would by their pregnancy clothes. A little bit onwards they passed a baby store. Looking up at her mate she threw him a small smile as they continued to walk pass the rest of the stores. Eventually they would make it to the jewelry store the woman leading them towards the section of men’s jewelry. There was plenty to see far too many to even wrap her head around. Coming up to the counter she looked over side-stepping away from the section that carried the silver metal.


“Obviously you can’t have silver, there are some other metals we can look at. Is there any type you think you like, or know you don’t want?”


Raven Clocksworth.
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