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
chase the sky into the ocean
Posted on August 07, 2016 by Samantha Cassidy
Truly, Samantha just wanted to forget entirely about what had happened below. She knew that there was nothing she could do to change it, just as there was nothing that she could do to convince him that what he had done to Raven had been wrong. And maybe it had, and maybe it hadn't been. Sam didn't deny that she knew very, very little about the world of the Weres she so frequently hung out with. She wanted to forget everything about this night. From the way he'd been hurt to the way he'd hurt Raven, to now the burns across her hands. It was hard to ignore the latter, of course. The burns felt as though her skin was melting off - and frankly, it likely was. She was aware that her species healed slowly, and knew that this would likely be an injury that hurt her for awhile. She hardly cared about it, instead her voice was entirely on trying to make sure that he was okay, and even more importantly, that they were okay.
She was hardly surprised that there was next to no reaction out of the stoic man in front of her. It was only when she brought up the notion of Them that she seemed to get any reaction at all, and that alone was something she was not willing to go into detail about at the moment. The faerie girl merely looked away, closing her eyes just long enough to settle her breathing before she shook her head. "Nothing, nothing. Don't worry about it." She assured him, ignoring the demanding tone he had used to inquire as to what was going on. She knew of Frost's warning that he might be involved - even though she sincerely doubted that. But more importantly, she didn't want to explain and watch Aiden look at her in the same way Dorian did ever since he'd come home to see her crying on the floor. She didn't want him to worry about her. Or at least, that was what she told herself.
Instead, Samantha merely changed the topic swiftly, instead pointing towards that insistence that he couldn't use his power on her. Her slip of the tongue was met with him pulling his hand away from her and the feeling of annoyance tingling from him. Still, she attempted to reassure him with a kiss, one that wasn't returned, before she stepped back altogether. The anxiety that seemed to bubble within her that they weren't okay was overwhelming, and it was that alone that had her focused entirely on the task of making sure he got patched up. He needed to be tended to. She knew he healed fast, but there was blood and bruises marring his skin and she couldn't stand the idea of not helping to make him feel better.
It was the mention of her hands that had her looking down once more, the girl biting her lip ever so slightly as she examined them. They were red and already beginning to blister. They would likely scar anyway - after all, she still had a small scar on her arm from the Hunters arrow that had sliced her skin on one of their first meetings. Iron and Fae skin seemed to not want to mix anyways, but still the girl didn't resist as he started forward toward the ship without her. The girl merely moved to wrap her arms around herself as she followed him. The romantic night that she had wanted with him was clearly ruined, and the loving man that she'd woke up next to seemed lost within the Alpha male that had been pulled out of him.
Samantha Cassidy