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.
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
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.
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
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
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
Henry looked up at Tet as he tried to explain just how he knew that Henry had come. Had he known the other male's train of thought, he might have agreed. He didn't understand what the other was telling him. This lifestyle...this life he had been handed was so far different than the one he wanted to live with his boyfriend. It was hard for him to understand the details when he was trying to understand the basics.
Henry said nothing with regards to his first comment, not really wanting to stir up drama that he wasn't sure he was ready to tackle. However, when he admitted that he had hurt someone he cared about, the other seemed to be able to put two and two together. How else would he know to ask those specific questions if he didn't know that he had attacked someone while in his panther form?
Henry looked up at him, a look of confusion on his face. "He's a warlock..." He was not ashamed of loving Sterling â€" of admitting that the male brought him so much happiness. He didn't care of his maker was repulsed by the idea that he could love another male. He just didn't want him hurt any more. "But I don't know what happened. I don't remember any of it." He could feel the memories coming back to him, seeing Sterling on the bathroom floor. A tear welled in his eye as he continued. "I just woke up and there was blood everywhere. He was covered in claw marks. The room we were in was locked from the inside so there was no other explanation for what happened." He wished he could remember what happened, but the more he tried to remember, the more fuzzy everything was.
When the other mentioned that he would need to put in the time in order to learn to control himself, he nodded. "I'll do anything to prevent hurting him again." He wasn't sure what would be required of him, but he couldn't back down now. He couldn't live with himself if someone else happened to Sterling.
He introduced himself as Aiden Tetradore and Henry simply nodded, putting his name to memory. "I'm Henry Tudor." It felt weird to finally be introducing himself, but he supposed they out to at least know each other's names. He had no idea where to go from here. Eyes looked up at his maker, longingly looking for what to do next.