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

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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