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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!

well don't let me stop you67.143.208.53Posted On November 05, 2017 at 4:13 PM by Malia Tate



The puppy really seemed to be enjoying the man's company, jumping at him and trying to lick him everywhere she could. At least she didn't look hurt. She? He? Malia took a whiff. Smelled like a female. The man certainly seemed to be having the time of his life, laughing like a child. It was quite adorable for a human. But the moment he heard her talk, his face sobered up, asking if she really thought the puppy liked him. She nodded with a smile. Then he asked why someone would abandon a puppy and she sighed. "Probably didn't want puppies to begin with but the mom went out and got knocked up so they just dumped the puppies so they wouldn't have to deal with it. Common human reaction to responsibility. Just cover it up." She shrugged. Then he said his name was Benjamin and he held out his hand. She had yet to shake anyone's hand so this was still a foreign gesture to her. She furrowed her brows and stared at his hand for a minute, waiting for it to do something.

When it doesn't, she scrunched up her face. "What are you doing?" Then she smiled. "I'm Malia." He started talking about the puppy again and she looked down, watching it jump around his feet with a grin. "Yeah, she is." She agreed. Then he asked her what brought her here and she shrugged. "Uh, just walking. I'm bored. Heard the puppy and came to see if she needed help. But it looks like you got it under control. You live here?" Seemed like the human thing to ask.






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