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

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Posted on February 24, 2017 by Alexis Wilde
West

Even though it had been weeks since it happened, the Ark never really seemed to recover from Aiden's death, at least in Alexis' opinion. Everything just felt so gloomy and she felt like most of the members who made up the pack and crew only seemed to busy themselves to keep their minds busy so they didn't have to think about the great absence. She felt it too, even though she wasn't truly pack. She could feel the sadness in Tobias' eyes every time he walked by her on the deck. His face was oddly determined for someone who lost their best friend. It was like he was trying to make Aiden proud when he took the alpha title. He took his role of protector very seriously but she knew he spent a lot of time in Aiden's room, still quietly grieving over his loss. Her heart went out to him and Raven, knowing they were the closest to him. Raven was almost always at Tobias' side, not that she could blame her. He was hurting and she wanted to be there with him, to feel the pain just as he did.

Alexis was envious in that respect. Though there was definitely something between her and Alexander, it hadn't really gotten a chance to become anything official yet. She didn't have that same bond with him and really, she never would, because he was a hunter and she was a Were. They would never be pack mates and they would never be bonded in that way. But she wanted what she had with him anyway. He made her feel safe in a way no one else ever did and he made her feel things she had never felt before. She felt alive when she was with him and she would never give that up if she didn't have to. She gave Raven and Tobias space as she felt they deserved, letting them just be there for each other and not wanting to bother them. She tried to make herself useful around the Ark, picking up on a few skills while she watched the crew work on the ship. She helped them sometimes in cleaning or regular maintenance, just looking for something to keep herself busy. And then at night she went patrolling the borders.

She knew she wasn't pack and that it wasn't her territory she was protecting but more than that, it was her friends and that meant something to her. She wanted to give Tobias and Raven plenty of time to grieve and be together and so she felt it only right to do some pack chores for them so they didn't have to. That night, she knew something wasn't right. Call it a hunch but she was walking the decks, heading to her favorite spot to skip some rocks and stare at the moon and stars when a single whiff of a familiar scent reached her nose and she instantly paused in her tracks. It couldn't be. Her head turned, brows raising as she started walking, following the trail. That's when she saw Raven and Tobias heading toward the room within the Ark, the room that held the throne of the alpha. Curious, she followed, ready to dart off and do something else if things turned too intimate for her liking but something told her it was more than just her imagination. That scent could only belong to one person.

Her theory was confirmed when she stepped into the room behind Raven and saw none other than Aiden there by his throne. Tobias, of course, had reached him first and was already greeting him like nothing had ever happened. To see him happy again was reward in itself and she knew it had to be reaching to Raven as well. When she glanced at Raven though, she saw only uncertainty and confusion. It was like Raven couldn't believe her eyes. That was understandable, she guessed. When she spoke, Alexis listened carefully. The pack bond was still gone? Then no wonder Raven was confused. Her brows furrowed thoughtfully as she looked at Aiden, waiting for his reaction. She knew she didn't really have any right to speak. She was only a guest here. She wasn't pack. Her gaze averted when Aiden looked her way, showing him the respect of an alpha even as she listened for his answer.

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