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
Posted on November 26, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
Although her wolfie instincts would motivate the lupine to actually kill and consume the kittens, it was counterbalanced by her maternal instincts. These little creatures were quite harmless and incapable of taking care of themselves. For some reason they were being held within this, whatever it was, and she felt quite sad for them. Her mate was feline, as was her Alpha, and she correctly assumed that they would be capable of taking care of these little ones â€" even though they weren't Were at all. It was possible for different species to care for one another, of course her feral mind did not know this, but she was absolutely overwhelmed by her desire to care for them. At the approach of the witch, the wolf turned her dial upwards her tail swaying side to side eagerly. Yes, she would come and grab the kittens. Her cold nose would bump into the side of the cage, feeling the pads from the kittens bang their cage against her nose, their pitiful mews only sounding like desperate sirens to the werewolf.
When Serafina nudges her, Raven does not budge, she remains lying down solely focused on the kittens. It is when she is being pulled by her scruff does the wolf begin to cry out and whine, as she gets back on her paws, whining louder. She wanted the kittens. They needed to be cared for. As the witch pulled her away and the kittens were out of her sight she would move on her own, walking beside the woman in dismay. As they made it to the register, she watched as Serafina dumped the items onto the table, obediently she followed the woman at the end, noticing other humans with their pets. It just so happened that a man and his pet Rottweiler were walking buy, the dog pulled on his leash and stopped to take a look at Raven. Both canines stepped up towards one another sniffing the other until the Rottweiler began to growl, without any hesitation, a deeper growl rumbled within the lupine's chest. The fur on the back of her neck stood on end, as her black lips pulled back to reveal her sharp white teeth. As the man dragged his dog to leave, Raven stood her ground and glared until they left. Once Serafina was done purchasing her items, she quickly walked beside the woman, hesitating once more at the sliding doors, but running after the woman to hop back into the moveable cage.