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

he'll only break your heart


Posted on July 07, 2016 by Tobias
West


He hears the words of the fae girl, begging he help Aiden on her behalf and indeed it is already what the fractured creature intends to do as long spotted limbs carrying him across the main floor of the Ark to plunge it into a darkness of his own creation. He is simply evening their odds, in his own way, what Tobias surely lacks in any sort of sense entirely capable of displaying itself as a rather unique creativity when he should choose to use it. It is easy in those moments to become the Hunter- and a far more efficient one then Raven at that- especially when Tetradore moves so fluidly with him as they have always done. His large, lanky form propels itself into the darkness and across the floor, Tobias easily the swifter of the cats as he lunges for her forelimbs, aiming to bring her down as he does a wild deer. Tetradore appears within moments, his heavier, more powerful form twisting from the darkness to land atop the wolf, burying claws and teeth into her flesh and yet Tobias makes no effort to prevent him. His mind is fixated upon a singular goal as the wolf at last seems to buckle.

Large paws pull the Leopard back, allowing the wolf to fall before each muscle tenses once more and he leaps a second time, landing now atop the wolf and alongside his companion, adding his own weight to her in an effort to keep to her down. For several moments at least the wolf continues to struggle, Tobias gripping Raven all the more firmly as yet another hiss of dissatisfaction spits form his lips until finally....finally.....Raven begins to shift. He understands the submission of an animal to its fate as much as he understands some return of sense to Raven as his own form steps hurriedly from her to prevent himself crushing her smaller, regular form. His golden gaze returns towards the bar behind which he had left Samantha, assuring himself the Fae woman remained fine before he circles back towards Tetradore and Raven, ears pricking forward at the whines that feel from her lips.

His own tail lashes once more in displeasure, a rumbling within his chest directed towards his companion, seeking too, to assure himself Tetradore remained unharmed before he places himself just to the side of the pair- ready to engage once more if need be and yet for now he simply allows Tetra to hold her, else move to stand before and above her as he sees fit. His gaze remains watchful, as always, unwilling to allow Raven to be harmed either and as such he watches them both in this moment. His mind has long since given up attempting to understand what Raven has done, he simply cannot comprehend this change in her nature and from the being he knows her to be. His unease in this is surely clear and yet for now he simply waits.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push


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