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
virtue has a veil, vice a mask
Posted on April 16, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Yes, the timid and rule-following young woman actually did something completely out of the norm. She wanted Tobias to rise above his aggression and his ability to dominate others by sheer force. In truth she shouldn't have done what she did, but Raven was one to cross the line every now and then, even if it was just a toe on the line. For a moment she would look up at her deviant companion noticing the warm smile on his features beaming proudly at him. Making her boyfriend happy always made Raven satisfied. Walking along the deck, holding his hand, brought a sense of comfort to the young girl. Not all the time did they walk together like this, before he came into her life she did not like others touching her, but this simple touch between their hands a soothing warm buzzing feeling came from within her very core. For a brief moment on this surprising holiday Raven felt quite at peace.
As she brought the boy inside away from the massive crowd that overwhelmed the space on the deck she found exactly what she was looking for. Bringing him into the room she brought him towards the table that held on top of it mounds and mounds of food. After handing him a plate and putting a decent amount of a variety of food she looked over to him, giving him an encouraging smile thinking this simple act would be good. Blue-grey eyes would widen in shock when he actually began to take the entire chicken and fish on his plate, silently thanking the Fates that there wasn't a full roasted pig nearby...because he would have taken that too.
Leading him towards a table she sat down and waited for him giving him a small smile as she dug into her own food, not correcting him at all that he should use silverware. The last time he used silverware in the Ark some poor soul got his hand stabbed by both a fork and knife. Ignoring the looks they were receiving she lowered her head to allow her golden curls to cover her view of the people as she ate calmly. Only her head would lift upwards when a man and a woman approached them asking to sit. With a silent nod she approved them to sit with them, noticing that indeed there was limited seats around, continuing to eat. The question about coming on holiday with her 'husband' caused the young woman to slowly set her knife and fork down, swallowing her meal her lips moved up as she softly corrected the woman.
Blue-grey eyes noticed how the man began to reach for the salt at the middle of the table. Shifting her eyes to Tobi to see if he noticed their new guests she watched as he began to smack away the man's hand. Quickly one hand would reach over to seize the one that smacked the man's hand, holding his and gently pressing her thumb down and in a gentle circle motion, to ease the boy.
With her other hand she would gently push the salt towards the husband giving the two humans an innocent grin, while still keeping her other hand in Tobias'. Her voice rings out again as she introduces herself and her boyfriend to the couple that really shouldn't have sat at their table.