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

while you were the one with all the strength


Posted on February 24, 2017 by emerson navarro
West


Her life had been difficult, one that she wouldn't necessarily wish on anyone. The things she had experienced from the time she was a smile child until now was harsh and unforgiving. It was honestly a wonder why she was holding it together as well as she was. Most would have expected her to be hateful to anyone offering to help her. But contrary to popular believe, Emmy was a kind soul, one who always saw the good in others. She might be lonely and defensive, but when she was given the opportunity to blossom, she was an entirely different person.

Hearing that she wouldn't be able to keep her abilities a secret was a little disheartening. She wasn't sure how she would be able to handle everyone knowing that she was a witch. It was just so different than from where she came from. She supposed it would just take a lot of getting use to. This place wasn't a bad place at all, just different and way out of her comfort zone.

Her question caused her to shift in place slightly, unsure of if she should share that piece of information. It might be considered a weakness to some and to others, a button that could be pushed. "I mean that whenever I'm frightened, my powers are hard to control. I was never taught to use them...only to suppress them. So learning how to control them now that they are stronger has proven to be difficult." She hoped this little piece of information wouldn't be used against her. Unfortunately, some people had done terrible things to her in the past, so it was hard for her to trust sometimes.

While she was securing her belongings, the wolf went into the shadows, coming out as a young, beautiful woman. Eyes looked over her form, eyeing the scars on her arms and eye. She had seen better days herself. Slowly, she stepped forward as she fell into step with the stranger. As they began to walk, she looked over at the woman. "Were you abused? Or are you a fighter?" Emmy had learned that you had to fight, or be fought. Neither was pleasant, but Emmy hated to be snuck up on.



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