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 .Tetra.
Posted on August 30, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Quietly she would begin heading out of the woods and towards the West District, pondering if her decision to bring Alexis with her to her home was reasonable. She knew that she was not afraid of the vixen, but she couldn't get over the visual of Alexis choosing him over her. It was still painful and it would continue to be as the two would patch up their relationship to one another. She was willing to try. Partly because she actually enjoyed her friendship and partly because it was nice to know she wasn't alone. Someone else committed a heinous crime and although she had no one to talk to about it, at least she could be Alexis' ear should she wish to discuss it. It was the comment about Tetradore and Tobias that caused her grey ears to twitch and press back against her skull. The aftermath of Frost's attack didn't necessarily allow Raven to speak to her Alpha or mate in regards to the relationship she had with the fox. They didn't talk about the events because they never had time. It was just a topic that no one would bring up, either because of her fragility, or because the men had nothing left to say. Frost had committed a terrible crime on their turf and showed himself as a threat to every single member in the Nightshade pack. What else was there left to talk about? Shaking her dial she allowed her voice to gently press into Alexis mind.
Eventually they would make it to the Ark, the lupine easily walking up the plank, entering the doorway without any fuss. Casually her dial would turn around to make sure Alexis was behind her, blue-grey eyes sliding over towards one of the guards at the door, giving them a slight nod in acknowledgment that Alexis was here with her. Without a word she moved through the crowd, as they easily got out of her way, her reputation as a member of the pack and Tobias companion, was enough to give her that recognized higher status. Climbing up the stairs she would make her way through the hallway, heading for the familiar shadowed place where her Alpha sat in his throne, observing the fights below. With a slight wag of her tail she released a very soft bark to grab his attention, her dial lowering as she gently pressed her head into his shoulder, in a distinct feline greeting. Softly she spoke gently her voice holding a questioning tone, one that wavered with uncertainty.
Taking a quick step back she sat herself down, taking one paw up and gesturing to the fox that sat down beside. Raven was unsure if Alexis presence would be accepted in front of him, and in hindsight she should have asked privately, but she didn't want to leave Alexis out there alone where Frost could grab her. Somberly she pleaded her case to her Alpha, starting to doubt her idea was a good one.