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

when i used to rule the world


Posted on April 11, 2017 by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA
West

i used to rule the world

seas would rise when i gave the word


The hue of those brilliant lights overhead cast an array of colors across the young woman's features as her gaze turned upwards to stare at the dark sky. That look of awe upon her features was unmissable and yet, Alexander found himself inquiring all the same as to whether or not she'd seen those dancing lights before, providing the woman with a name for that natural phenomenon in the process. That gentle shake of her head told him all he needed to know, his own head bobbing ever so slightly in confirmation of her inquiry. They were indeed beautiful - though even they were lesser so than the female beside him, even if she failed to see it in herself. That gentle squeeze of her hand within his caused a soft simper to dance across his features, his own blue-green gaze but briefly turned upwards to glance at those breathtaking colors, even if they were muted compared to the intensity he'd witnessed further north. Though he had taken her to the park to see that rare glimpse of the Northern Lights, it was not them his thoughts lingered upon, rather, it was that blossoming relationship between himself and the demure girl at his side that took the entirety of his attention. He had, naturally, expressed his interest within her, that evening they'd spent between those bedsheets surely was indication enough of his affections and yet, he had yet to be forthright on so moving that relationship beyond that peculiar zone they found themselves drifting within now - friends, lovers, employee and employer?

Softly, his lips parted, inquiring as to whether or not she might find it...acceptable to spend more time with him beyond those set hours of the cafe. He was aware of that hitch within her breath and yet, he waited with patience as she gathered her emotions and thoughts, finally presenting him with an answer. A warm simper crossed his features as she agreed to seeing him more, even if he had already anticipated the answer would be yes. It was with a sort of gentleness that Alexander pulled Alexis down into the grass, entirely content to remain here with the woman who had only just decided, in some fashion, to be his alone. His hands gingerly cupped her features, his lips softly meeting her own even as he pulled the woman on top of his chest.

It was perhaps the first time in which Alexander was willing to be so particularly bold, usually only engaging in such intimate activities after there was an expressed interest to do so and yet...was he not allowed to so partake of her in this fashion now? He stole several of those sweet kisses from her lips, the lights above no longer of any real interest to the ancient King. It was several moments later when he finally broke those kisses he had so indulged in taking from her, his hand reached up to delicately tuck a stray bit of hair behind her ear. That glimpse upon his features was entirely impish in that moment after, the man's lips parting only to voice a singular simple sentence. "I've missed the sight of you in my bed...I think we should remedy this." Earlier this evening she had been so keen to toy with him and now, Alexander found himself effortlessly returning to that near flirtatious banter.

Alexander Macedonia

Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

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