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 October 16, 2016 by Tobias
West


It is Tetradore's steadfastness alone that so sees Tobias settle in time, the panther remaining unmoving and indeed Tobias refuses entirely to be parted from his companion again, the boy bracing himself in turn against whatever onslaught he believes is surely about to come from the woman whose name and scent and image remains imprinted upon his brain with a near shocking force. His entire form seems to bristle readily, tail lashing about as lips pull back to expose his fangs in threat to that lifeless corpse as his mind so struggles with the realisation she remains unmoving- his form wrapping about his Alpha's own in a gesture both protective and yet to- seeking that touch as he so rarely did from ay being, needing the pressure of the other man against him in that moment in an action born of little more than an instinctive need for the embrace of that bond they shared and had shared- for so many years. It is only once the spotted boy remains assured the vampire woman is dead that he allows himself to sit beside and against his most favoured of companions, neither wholly comfortable and yet both content enough in those moments as they merely sit. Tobias entirely capable of an understanding beyond those normal parameters in this moment that so calls for his silence in turn. Several moments passing before he seeks to ask that question those his gaze remains upon the body of the woman as he does. His understanding of death a limited thing and yet he understands its finality- as any predator surely does.

That press of the man's mind against his own sees little more than a rumble rise within his throat in response, Tobias content to merely continue to allow his gaze to fixate upon her unmoving form, watching her body silently as he had done so often before in those hours in which the woman had slept and he had so eyed her with marked distaste. Why his companion has brought him here he hardly knows and yet there are some things even Tobias holds no desire to question, the boy shifting only as his companion does, his own golden gaze lifting upward to eye that coming dawn though his mind perhaps, fails to so make that connection Tetradore's own has readily assessed. His brother's request to so assist him in moving the body seeing Tobias lift to his heavy paws, padding forward now to follow his chosen Alpha's lead and allow his jaws to part, grasping the leg of the vampire before beginning to haul her across that surface and towards the rising sun.

There is some sense of delight the boy finds in the very idea of burning the woman, Tobias as entirely as allured by fire as he was any other method of destruction- the boy so relishing any wholly destructive activity as his paws scrape against the surface, dragging the woman out to that place Tetra seemed to desire suitable before at last releasing her, stepping back to stand beside the panther once more.

"Will....she...explode? Are we.....going to.....eat it?"

Had they not, after all, so eaten that old Alpha within the Ark when he had died? Why they should waste good meat? Tobias so inclining his head to his companion, curious of this perhaps, after all there was a feeling of sorts, about this death that was decidedly different to that which had surrounded the bear they had so consumed together. Tobias so falling silent once more as those first rays of sun began to reach out to that body.

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


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