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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!

of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge73.32.203.196Posted On October 21, 2017 at 3:18 PM by henry tudor



When Tetradore insisted that they go upstairs to talk instead of here at the bar. Henry wondered briefly why he wanted to talk in private versus out in the open, but he tried not to let the worry cross his features. Slowly, he stood from the barstool and began to follow his alpha up the stairs and towards his office, a place Henry couldn’t remember ever visiting before.

He cautiously entered the office, somewhat fearful that he was entering an intervention or some shit like that. Instead, he saw his alpha plopped down on the sofa. He entered the room, closing the door behind them to give them some privacy if what he wanted to bring up was more sensitive in nature.

Not quite sure that sitting on the sofa next to him was entirely appropriate, he settled on simply leaning against the desk. There was an awkward silence that filled the space between them before Tetradore spoke, shedding light on the fact that he had heard about their little encounter. He sighed. “She came up to me at a bar. I didn’t seek her out…” First Raven, now Tetradore. He was beginning to think he was a shit pack member. “Raven has already chastised me. Y’all should just give me a list of people I can’t make eye contact with let alone speak to so I don’t fuck shit up.” He wasn’t trying to piss people off. In fact, he was trying to do the exact opposite. He was trying to fit in. Clearly he was not doing a very good job of that.






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