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
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Posted on December 10, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
It was not easy at all to be within Tetradore's room. The only time she ever came in here was to work at the desk or clean up any messes he and Tobias had after one of their hangout times. To be in here just a few moments after he died, seemed wrong. Yet in this moment she needed to be close to her mate. It was all too much to deal with alone. The loss of an Alpha meant that everything would change. It may seem so very childlike, but the girl believed that nothing could defeat Tetradore. Was it wrong for her to think that the Were-Panther was invincible? Perhaps, and yet ever since she was accepted into his pack she never had to question his leadership or that his hold on the West would be taken away. How Frost had done it, she did not know, but she was absolutely terrified to find out. Without Tetradore not here what hope did she and Tobias have? The fight occurred within the West, the Were King had died, and Raven wasn't sure what would come next. Would Frost come here and force her and Tobias to be within his pack? Would Frost come and fight Tobias to have control of the West? An Alpha doesn't kill another Alpha just for sport, there was reason behind it, and it was unnerving not to know.
It was painful to have to explain to Tobias, once again, that his best friend would not be coming back. Raven thought he understood death. It would have been much easier if he did. She leaned her frame into his own, whimpering softly as his rough tongue brushed against her cheek in an affectionate way. As he laid his head over his massive paws she slowly brought her dial to hover over his head, as her soft pink tongue brushed against his own cheek in an caring way. Greif was such a terrible emotion and it was unfortunate that it was overwhelming the canine. She could feel everyone's emotions and it was painfully too much to bare. That Tobias would claim that Tetradore wouldn't come back yet did nothing more but cause Raven to sigh wretchedly. She didn't want to repeat herself and wind the two of them into a more depressing state. Miserably she shook her head and settled it over his paws, her tail shifting to curl against her back paws as Samantha climbed into bed. Her cold nose would dig into the navy blue sheets to catch Tetradore's scent, a soft whine escaped. While Samantha attempted to explain herself and Frost the wolf couldn't up, but growl softly. It is when Tobias claimed he would deal with Frost that caused Raven to quickly lift her head from his paws, terrified eyes looking into his amber gaze.
Whatever Frost was capable of, Raven didn't want Tobias going after him. She believed Tetradore was invincible, and if he wasn't, then what about Tobias? If she lost her mate then she was sure she would fall not only into despair and misery, but his death would most likely cause her to die as well. What hope would there be left in this world without him? Why would she need to live without her mate? No other male could be like Tobias, and there was no explanation for how the two were perfect for one another. While he ordered Alexis to bring the Jackal and the staff she leaned into Tobias, worried and unsure with how it would all go when they came. Would they stay with Tobias under control? Would they leave? Would they tell the other Weres that came within the Ark to fight, assuming that they could come and challenge Tobias for the pack and the West district? There were far too many 'What If's and each one ended in something absolutely terrible that it was driving Raven to the point of emotion exhaustion. When Tobias declared there was a 'loud boy' here she lifted her dial and watched as the Fae King came in. While Tobias spat at him, she gently nuzzled her Mate, her words gentle as she explained just who he was and why he was one to be welcomed, even if this wasn't the perfect moment of introductions.
It was that whine coming from Tobias that caused her to whimper softly, as she gently pressed her dial against his own, her form pressing more into him now. They were hurting and Raven wasn't sure that the pain they felt would ever go away.