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 June 21, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Secrets. Of course Raven had secrets. Everyone had secrets. There were just some things some people hoped no one would ever find out. Some secrets were embarrassing nicknames or events that occurred in their life time. Some hid the fact that they couldn't read well or do their multiplication correctly. There were those that had a hidden talent the hoped no one would find out, or a hobby or craft that their friends would make fun of them for. Some hid the fact that they were cheating on their significant other while others snuck around to make sure they could file in all the paperwork necessary for a divorce. Some even had skeletons in their closet, behind a door without a key, intending for no living soul to find it. Of course Raven had her own secrets, but she would not be divulging them any time soon. As Vhalla asked her question she was answered with a steely look from the canine, her voice holding a deadpanned tone.
While the other Weres were not too thrilled to hear the witch preferred this scenery and calling it an 'entertainment.' There was a reason why Raven was here and not sitting up in the catwalk beside her Alpha and leaving the Witch to fend for herself. She was had come down into the throng to find out who the Witch was and why she was here, and of course, to ensure that she would not be a problem and be a threat. The Ark was her home. She was loyal to a fault and she would do what she could to make sure that her pack would be safe. As she sat there her tail lifted upwards and landed lazily on the floor, answering the girl's statement.
Through the pack bond she was well aware where everyone in the pack was. She could feel the thrum of anticipation as Tobias was once again waiting for the next opponent in the ring to make their first strike and the feeling of Tetradore coming down from the catwalk and into the crowd. As he came closer the invisible string that bound the two together only tightened. As the aloof man stopped and stood beside her, the wolf lowered her dial slightly out of respect, her own form shifting a bit. As he answered the Witch's curious question, her own ears twitched back and forth as she remained still. Indeed his answer was quite reasonable. In the ring the number one rule was to not kill your opponent. The Witch would be at an unfair advantage. For a moment her dial would lift upwards looking up at him for a moment and then turned her attention back at the Witch, her voice gently slipping to both Tetradore and Valhalla's mind.
She did not understand why the Witch would want to partake in fighting a Were. Anyone in the city that was aware of the events going on within the ring knew well that this domain was for Weres and Weres alone. Though she hoped that the Witch wouldn't press more on the matter. What her Alpha said was law and she knew nothing would make him change his mind. Vhalla's question was something she had heard before from the guests that came to the Ark and overtime she came up with casual answers, hiding the real reason why she hadn't been in the ring for so long. Tonight it would seem she had a valid reason, and without skipping a beat she responded nonchalantly.