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 July 01, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
It wasn't fair. It simply was not fair and she couldn't comprehend why the spotted cat was protecting the thing that did not belong. The blonde was weak. It was not one of them and for some reason it angered her to no end. However, that anger was slowly transferring over to the spotted male cat that was not allowing her near her chosen prey. However, it was the larger black cat that would be receiving her wrath. He attacked her. He was showing his dominance and that was something she simply wouldn't tolerate. She was not interested in harming the Leopard, but she would if he continued to get in her way. For now she needed to get rid of the larger black cat and somehow try and persuade the spotted cat to follow what she wanted to do. She did not want to harm him, the one she felt connected to, but he was being bad and she would teach him a lesson. For now though her entire focus was on the black cat that had attempted to tackle her to the ground, as they blew through the various furniture.
Bruised from the panther's force on her form and the furniture they flew into, the canine managed to pick herself up and stand rather proudly, glaring at the cat she had managed to fling off. Jaws parted to reveal her own sharp teeth when he silently flashed his own larger canines. Blue-grey eyes would travel from his teeth to the odd black swirls that were around his paws, confused as to what they were. Grey-trimmed ears perked forward when she heard the spotted cat talking to her, his words irritating, grating her mind, and she let out a soft whimper, one paw raising and swatting the air in front of her, believing that if she could 'catch' the words in her mind they would cease. While Tetradore released his vicious roar she retaliated by releasing a low snarl giving him her own warning, until she charged forward, jaws parted, with the intent to grab his shoulder.
As he reared up on his back paws she leapt, as they collided, she felt his claws dig into her flesh as her teeth snapped air. A high-pitch whine came from the canine, displeased and hurt with his claws in her flesh, her body starting to fall, unable to hold up his weight. Wincing, her eyes closed as her savage mind began to remember something, there was something she could do, and her body apparently seemed to remember and do it for her. The front of her body was on the ground, thanks to the panther on top of her, but slowly her front legs managed to push down on the ground, as she began to stand her form growing into the size of a bear. Realizing that she could somehow bare his weight a little bit more, the wolf began to run slamming her body into a nearby wall, repeating this over and over again in a way to get him off her.
For a moment she would pause panting, wishing for him to be off her, and unbeknownst to her she was using her telekinesis to pry the panther off her form, and launch him to an opposing wall, far from the leopard and the weaker creature. Turning her dial to see his body crash into the wall and his frame crumble to the ground the wolf growled at him, pleased he was out of her way. As she turned her head to focus on the leopard and fae, her jaws parted to show her teeth, the swirling black things were gone and so, she wished for her mate to be cast aside. The leopard's form would begin to be tugged away from the blonde girl and would stop when she felt he was far enough away. Seeing that both cats were out of the way she took one painfully slow step at a time towards the fae, believing she had won. The wolf saw no reason to charge at her prey or run to it, rather she took her sweet time. As she growled at both cats, warning them to stay away.