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

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Posted on September 04, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
West
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The idea that Edie might so desire to allow him to focus was an almost laughable one. Frost however, was hardly prone to such frivolity at the best of times, the man merely allowing one eye to raise in that distinctly silent manner in which he so allowed even the glimpse of an emotion to exist. Edie, after all, more often than not seemed determined to distract him- the stallion having become used to the woman's wholly flirtatious nature and yet he hardly found himself opposed to it. Such boldness on a woman was refreshing, her harmless flirtation more often than not seeking to amuse him. Yet, too, her thoughts so often seemed to align with his own- the woman a distinctly daring individual hardly ever afraid to so plunge headlong into whatever he asked and this, in turn, so made her valuable to him- so much so the man is, perhaps, inclined to play to her pleasures today and so allow her to choose whatever outfit she might desire. It is required, of course, for the fulfilment of his own plan and yet too there is some part of the man almost inclined to so reward her for that ever unflinching loyalty to him. He moves easily to guide her into the nearest store that so seemed to display within it the type of outfit he required her to wear, Frost nodding briefly to the saleswoman before directing her to assist Edie in whatever way the woman required. His use of the word girlfriend and the surprise that so adorned the woman's features hardly unnoticed by the man. If their ruse was to be so entirely believable after all- they would hardly get far posing as merely friends. They required far more...intimacy then that, at least for this occasion.

The faintest hint of a blush that so seemed to creep onto Edie's cheeks however was something of a surprise to the stallion himself and yet he makes no comment upon it as he seats himself atop that leather bench and beside several distinctly board looking men whom had so been dragged into the store. Why the woman might blush had hardly occurred to him, Edie so eternally seeming to enjoy attention and perhaps it was merely that, the stallion content to allow such things to pass from his mind. The man so oblivious to the girls own thoughts. After all, he so rarely ever sought to pry into the mind of his Beta, what need was there? There was something of a trust of sorts that so seemed to exist between them, Edie more often then not inclined to tell him exactly what she had done each and every day and as such the man hardly needed to pry such information from her mind and without her knowledge. His own thoughts, in that moment, resting upon several price tags with a muted displeasure.

He remains content to watch the woman for several moments, curious of exactly what choice she might make in this before the girl disappears amongst a plethora of racks and from his sight, Frost inclining his own thoughts towards what else needed to be done before this evening. For her part, Edie hardly seemed to be in a rush, very near half an hour passing before the woman finally chose to emerge, Frost having reduced himself in that moment to attempting to peruse his phone in search of one foolish mind numbing game or another by way of entertainment. Women, he was assured, did nothing quickly and yet he supposed he could hardly fault her in this- remaining silent to so allow her to enjoy their shopping trip. Her reappearance sees the violet of his gaze return to her, her lips touching his cheek, her use of the word babe so seeing one eye lift upward. Edie, it seemed, was so entirely determined to fulfil the role he had assigned her for the evening and yet had he truly anticipated anything less? There was little Edie ever did half-heartedly. He moves easily to rise to his feet at last before the idea he wasn't allowed to see the dress brings about another frown, Edie's fingers so suddenly interlacing with his own to lead him from the store. Frost never before having had another truly....hold his hand, the man glancing down with something almost akin to curiosity though he make no effort to remove it as she speaks. His nodding softly.

"It will be far more believable tonight then if we were merely friends. I need an excuse to be near you, around you, close to you even and such a relationship affords me that very thing without seeming at all suspicious."

It would be imprudent, after all, to have anyone question why he might be so close to the woman if she was but a friend he had come to watch over, the faintest of smirks tugging lightly at his lips once more at her admittance.

"Yes I am aware you will push that as far as you can- as you seem inclined to push my bank balance."

She presses her lips to his cheek yet again, his words little more than a tease in truth, the stallion having inclined himself to the knowledge he would surely be spending on the girl today. Though this notion that he was so required to choose jewellery is a decidedly new one. Jewellery, by his understanding was a distinctly....personal artefact, the man assured he might choose something she disliked, his talent in this area surely decidedly lacking. He allows himself to be led into the store all the same, the equine hardly knowing where to begin in this as his gaze moved from one display case to the next.

"What sort of jewellery do you need?"

Earrings? Necklace? Rings? He hardly knew what women so adorned themselves with, Frost waiting for some response from the woman before leaning against the nearest display cabinet in a moment of consideration.

"Wait outside."

It was hardly a request, indeed it is very near a command, Frost gesturing suddenly to the door. If Edie was so determined he had to choose it, then, like the dress- he saw no need to let her see it before tonight.

"If you're determined I must pick it then you can see what I choose this evening."

One eye moves to lift ever so slightly, the faintest taint of amusement lingering somewhere within.

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