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

Edge of the Circle

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

I wanna fall in love with the stars in your eyes


Posted on April 15, 2016 by Samantha Cassidy
West



Samantha could feel the way that Raven felt rather annoyed every time Samantha would speak out against the wishes of the man beside her, though she hardly knew that the reasoning behind it was her failure to understand just why she was being fussed over so. She knew that Aiden was an Alpha of this pack, though she had yet to make the connection that that her own budding relationship with him would cause some of the Were politics to fall onto her. Still, the reaction of the Were caused her to quiet her voice, merely resigned to shut up and allow Aiden to give the orders tonight. After all, she was tired. Her neck was wounded and her legs scratched from her run through the woods. Truly, she wanted nothing more than to get cleaned up and be returned to Aiden's arms. The whole situation had been overwhelming at best, and Samantha was ready for the world to be a little more of what she was used to.

It was that reasoning that had Samantha stepping away from the panther and following Raven out of the room. She paused in the doorway for just a moment, turning to give her boyfriend a smile before she left the room. She went into the next door, pausing in the doorway to examine the new room that she was in. "Do you have children?" Samantha found herself asking, her eyes scanning the shelves of toys and books. After all, Samantha had grown rather fond of Nadya's cubs over her time watching them at the burlesque, and she was sure that if Raven had children, she'd enjoy playing with them just as much. Still, she asked no further questions as she followed Raven into the bathroom, relieved that she'd be allowed time to clean herself up again. The blonde gave Raven her full attention as she explained the workings of the shower, giving her a nod that she understood. "Thank you, again." She chirped, waiting until the woman left her alone in the room before she moved to turn the shower on. In moments, she'd peeled off the dirty clothes she'd came in and had put herself into the running water.

The water hitting her skin felt amazing, and for a moment she merely leaned into the water and let the heat soothe out the aches in her body. Slowly, she worked shampoo and conditioner one at a time into her hair, lathering up the soap to get all the dirt and blood off her legs. Within minutes, she was wrapped in her towel, feeling much better now that she was at least clean. Shivering, she'd dressed in the clothes Raven provided. She had to reach down to roll up the legs of the pants lest she trip over them, but other than that they were perhaps the comfiest things she'd worn in a long time. Compared to the scratchy costumes that Nadya had her wear for her job, Raven's clothes were positively heaven.

Stepping back into the bedroom, Samantha reached up to comb her fingers through her wet hair, working out the tangles the best she could. "Your clothes are so comfortable, thank you again," She said to the wolf, giving her a grateful smile. They may have been Aiden's orders that the woman had acted on to provide clothes and a shower to the faerie girl, but Samantha saw no reason not to offer her gratitude. After all, beneath the complicated hierarchy of the wolf pack, Raven was still just a girl who was absolutely equal to herself, and Samantha saw no reason to exploit that. She may have been dating the Alpha, but in Samantha's eyes, that hardly made her Raven's superior, no matter what the complex etiquette of the pack might have said.

"Does Aiden want to see me again?" She asked softly, shifting on her feet much like a nervous child might.




Samantha Cassidy


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