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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!

Tear My Heart Open, Just To Feel47.42.168.193Posted On December 30, 2017 at 1:41 PM by Donovan Grey




Kat seemed to know how to talk to Donovan. Not very many people did for that matter, so this situation was just another foreign event that made him feel weird. But he heard a familiar term.. Hunters. Donovan would slowly start putting the pieces together, and he had an idea what she was; If he was right, she was just like Elain and Lazarus. Maybe this chance meeting, would have something good come from it after all.
Especially with Kat offering to help Donovan out with keeping his head low. He knew that Elain and Laz would be happy for him, and support him.

Hell, he could possibly even start to pay them back for all the things they’ve done for him. Donovan took another sip of his rum and cola, and took a deep breath.
“When you say hunter, does that mean you’re a Dark Hunter? Just like Elain and Laz are?”
He asked inquisitively as he took another sip of his drink and mulled over a thought in his head.
Elain may take a liking to Kat, but Laz was rough around the edges. Even more than Donovan was, and that would pose a problem. But then again, in Donovan’s mind, maybe it might help Laz not be such an ass when it’s not needed.
Even Donovan knew there was a time a place for everything.

“So you’re saying, you’ll help out with some work? No need to get dirty? And I can start to support myself and maybe start paying back my closest friends? What about your employers? That’s if you have any. You strike me as a woman who is a high authority figure and runs a show of her own… If you’re wanting me to work just for you, then I have no qualms with that, or anything you suggest. So long as I’m moving and doing something.”
Donovan would announce to Kat as he would take an actual drink of his beverage, vice a silly sip. He wanted to taste the slight burn from the rum this time and he got it.
It was relaxing to him, and it was a familiar feeling he missed.

“Like the old adage goes, ‘Idle hands are the Devil’s Work’. And I’d rather not being doing something like I used to in my past.”
He stopped his words abruptly, and thought of The Cowboy once again. That’s who Kat seemed to remind him of. The uneasiness he was feeling slowly dissolved, and he would feel a little less weight on his chest. He turned his head and locked eyes with Kat.
“Whatever you’re offering, count me in.”

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