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.
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
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.
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
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
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
While Tobias stepped away from the terrified attendant she watched him for a moment before her eyes darkly shifted towards the male that caused this entire event. Perhaps it was the shame and embarrassment in public that caused the attendant to attempt to step towards the duo, now with Tobias back to him, assuming perhaps Raven wouldn't do anything against him. The golden-brown haired girl was not so very innocent and sweet. The deck was a bit wet and Raven watched as the attendant stormed up to them, and the moment he stepped in one of the water puddles, she would force his body to fall over into the pool causing people to shout and laugh, some clapped, and then they would turn to their activities. With a sly smirk she followed her companion downstairs noticing his hand grasping her own, she clung to his own, allowing her thumb to rub against the top of his hand in a circle, knowing that this touch would continue to soothe the agitated male. With a shrug of her shoulder she looked around noticing some of the signs and reading them as she began to lead the boy towards the inner part of the deck, and through some doors on the inside.
Moving through the throng of people she kept close to the boy, her skinned arm brushing against his own. Crowds weren't necessarily her favorite thing, but she assumed if she was this close to him he wouldn't let go and get lost. The last thing she needed was for him to be out of her sight. The duo would make it to what was the cafeteria room where people were eating, leaving dirty tables behind with diner service ready to clean it, and other people entering the room to eat. Blue-grey eyes scanned the area and noticed across the room where a variety of dishes of food, with people going up to grab their food and take it back to their table. With a small smile, and her hand still clasped with his own, she led them towards the buffet grabbing a plate, and letting go of his hand she'd give him a rather large plate.
Patiently she waited until one woman was done applying food to her plate and Raven would step up. Grabbing some of the tongs she would place some grilled chicken on her plate, and stepped to the side, and used another set of tongs to grab smoked brisket, and leaned grabbed the different ladles that belonged to their dish of food, and put some mash potatoes, cooked corn and green beans onto her plate. With a grin she gestured the boy towards the table, thankful that there wasn't much people at the place, giving the boy a chance to take the time to learn and apply this new skill.