West
The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess 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, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.
What You'll Find Here
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
Black Market
Just like any city - Sacrosanct is not without it's deep, dark underbelly. Hidden in the graffiti-ridden streets of the West, behind closed warehouse doors, lies the Black Market. Forever moving, it's nearly impossible to find without knowing someone who knows someone. Anything you desire can be brought for a hefty price within the Black Market - be it drugs, weapons, or lives.
What You'll Find Here
Cull & Pistol
Hidden within the dark alleyways of the Western Ward, Cull & Pistol is a dim, often smoky bar. With a small variety of bottled and craft beers, Cull & Pistol is a quaint little neighborhood joint. With its no-frills moto, the dingy bar offers little more than liquor, music from an old jukebox, and a few frequently occupied pool tables.
Bartender Raylin Chike
Noah's Ark
Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. 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.
Note: This is a Were only establishment. All other species will be swiftly escorted out.
Home of: Nightshade
Owner Aiden Tetradore
Co-owner Tobias Cain
Bar Manager Mira Ramos
Bartender Henry Tudor
Waitress Carolina Bedford
Syn
Within the turbulent industrial district lies this club. The warehouse doesn't look like much on the outside but it provides a memorable experience from the state of the art lighting, offbeat Victorian-inspired artwork, comfortable black leather lounges, and the infamous 'black light' room. There is a wide variety of alcohol that lines the shelves of both of the magical and ordinary variety. It is a common stomping ground for the supernatural who want to let loose and dance the night away to the music that floods the establishment. Humans are most welcome if they dare.
Owner Risque Voth
Manager Darcy Blackjack
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward
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Posted on April 05, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Quietly she stands there within the shadowed part of the landing where Tetradore and Tobias sit to observe the ring below. Seeing the fae-girl getting weaker by the moment cause the werewolf to gently bring Tobias' chair behind her. Seeing her Alpha glance up at her she merely gave him a small nod of silent understanding. He had helped her when she was attacked, Tobias hardly capable of understanding what had happened to her body when Frost attacked her, and the least she could do to start paying Tetradore back was show some kindness and care to the fae girl that apparently caught his attention. It was a small gesture, moving the chair to Samantha, but it was the least she could do. As Samantha pointed out to her Alpha what she did for her, a small simper appeared on her mauled face, grateful for the credit. Though that small simper would disappear the moment she offered to track and observe the vampires that were involved with Samantha's attack, the werewolf willing to help her Alpha any way she could, quite ready to continue paying him back. Eagerly she waited for the momentarily pause of silence to cease, but it was the sound of Samantha whispering her protest that caused her head to lower slightly. When her Alpha declared his decision her shoulders lowered as her eyes lowered to the floor for a moment, quietly nodding her head in agreement. But when he declared Jackal would go and Samantha spoke up once again, she couldn't help but exhale a soft sigh as she looked at the fairy, kindly reminding the girl why he was doing this.
With a small shrug she wasn't quite sure what else needed to be said. It was obvious to her that Samantha was indeed of some importance to the panther. She hadn't seen him as he was with anyone else. It was a surprising thing to observe and she was happy that he was capable of showing such a side. As he helped lead Samantha to his room she nodded quietly at his request, following the couple, but only to stop and enter her own room she shared with Tobias that was next door to Tetradore's. Eventually she would enter Tetradore's room, carrying jeans with their ends frayed, baggy sweats that's deep navy color was already faded away, and two t-shirts, and settled underneath the clothing were extra linens for Samantha to use. Raven wasn't sure how long her stay would be, but she was sure the clothes would be enough to get her through tonight and the next day. She wasn't one that truly cared about her appearance and her clothes were a clear sign of her disinterest in her looks, but she had tried to grab only the nicest things she had to offer.