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 16, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Quietly she moved out of Tetradore's room not bothered at all that Sam would be entering her room and using her shower. There wasn't much that Raven could claim as her own. Although she and Tobias lived in this room it wasn't necessarily hers it was his. He invited, well, demanded the first time she came to the Ark after he and Tetradore took over it that she be in the same room as him. He was one of the Betas' in the pack and seeing as how he and Tetradore were best friends it made sense that his room be next to the 'Captain's. As they walked through and she grabbed some of the toys out of the way she went still for a moment when Sam questioned if she had children. Raven knew her boyfriend was quite unusual, where there stood a man on the outside on the inside she was aware that there were two sides of him. Part of him hidden far away was the young man he should have been, if he had lived and grown up a different way. She would never understand why, but the other part of him was the young boy, controlled by his animal side, his mind did not elevate as it should have. Though this caused him to be like a boy trapped in a man's body that didn't mean he was inferior to anyone or should be treated differently. It aggravated her to know end when people looked at him with fear or disdain, and it didn't help if they treated him in a demeanor way â€" Nadya did these things and she wished the girl would stop and give him a chance. Those two could never stop bickering and if Sam was going to be in their little pack then she would need to learn very quickly how to treat Tobias. Turning around she shook her head her voice friendly and soft, though it would grow firmer the moment she expressed just what would happen should Sam ever treat him badly.
Blue-grey eyes looked squarely in Sam's own blue ones making it absolutely clear that Raven just wasn't going to tolerate anyone mistreating her other half. She was rather protective over him. Always she was looking out for his well-being. When they were in public she would help him out, keep him calm no matter what thing he was doing that was simply uncalled for. She didn't like the stares especially the ones that looked so reproachful at her deviant companion and she would let him do what he pleased so long as no one got hurt. With her words hopefully sinking in she would lead the girl to the shower and let her be. After coming back from Tetradore's room she would grab one of her books and quietly lie down in the hammock ignoring the dull sound of coming from the fighting ring. Although they were far from the ring their room was the first one to hear the noise, but luckily by the time she wanted to fall asleep the noise level wasn't as bad. When Sam was done she would get out of the hammock and walk over to set the book down on the dresser. A small simper appeared on her mauled face as she playfully chided the girl for asking such a silly thing.
Leading the girl out of her room she would shut the door behind them heading back towards Tetradore's room. Taking a step to the side she allowed Sam to go in, but this time Raven wouldn't enter. She had done what needed to be done. Sam was allowed in the Ark, she got patched up, fresh clothes and cleaned, and now seemed like a decent time to let Sam relax and spend some time with her Alpha. Grabbing the door she would speak to the two.
Softly she shut his bedroom door behind her. Shifting back into her wolf form to watch her companion fight off another opponent now that her presence was no longer needed for Sam or Tetradore.