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

The stars in their orbits


Posted on June 15, 2014 by NADYA
West

and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon


Nadya watched the woman become a wolf and bound off, raising a brow as she watched her before inspecting the stitches once more in the wolf's absence. She had done a remarkably good job one would have thought she was a trained doctor from the stitchwork. Her gaze pulled up at the sound of the returning paws and regarded the offered clothes with much disapproval. No taste was perhaps a kind description as Nadya bent to pick up the clothes as if having to handle a snake. They smelled heavily of the canine and were old in her terms and looked a size too big but other than shifting into her own feline form there didn't seem to be another option.

Nadya sighed and pulled on the clothes, all the while grumbling, "You should try a nice dress sometime...something from Bebe or even American Eagle...or a corset top would be better than..." Well she trailed off as she plucked at the shirt she now wore, following Raven up the stairs now that she was dressed. Her wolf form had been familiar, having seen her during the last full moon though brief so now she understood who this woman was. She still couldn't remember what Tobias had introduced her as but it certainly hadn't been Raven but then Nadya hadn't spent much time to care as shortly after introductions she had gotten too upset at the proximity of the wolves and taken off into the forest. Her scarred coat though had stuck in her memory as one who had been through the ringer and it was the simple out of context placement of her human form that the scars across her face hadn't registered as being the same individual.

The smell of the cooking food made Nadya's stomach churn, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since before Tobias had left to return to Syn and that her body was in much need to replace all the nutrients she had just lost in all that blood. Her main source of food had been whatever she could get from the vendors since they were cheaper than restaurants, Tobi's supply of money to her having dwindled since he got captured, or whatever small game she caught in the forest and grudgingly ate in feline form. Nadya detested eating raw meat like that as she felt it was too...animal, so getting a home cooked meal like Raven was preparing was a rare and grateful treat. She seated herself in the indicated chair and watched Raven work, picking at the wood of the table with a fingernail in thought. "There was a hunter that hassled me about you yesterday not too far from here. He had your picture, your wolf picture, and seemed to have a bone to pick with you. What did you do to piss off a hunter so much?" Nadya gave no more information concerning whether she had told the hunter anything about the wolf or not.


Nadya Tetradore


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