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 hoped that Tetradore spoke the truth about him one day being able to easily control his inner cat. Because right now, he felt nothing but out of control. He didn't trust himself and certainly not when he was in his feline form. When the cat overtook him, it was so hard to fight. He had heard that some weres found it easy and never had the problems he seemed to be facing. How the fuck had they gotten so lucky? Why did it have to be him that mauled the one person he loved more than anything in this world? It didn't make sense. This words was a sick bastard and he wished it would go to hell.
When Tetradore asked him if he thought he could venture out of the warehouse, he was entirely unsure of himself. He could sense the disappointment in his alpha's being, but there was nothing he could do about it. He hadn't wanted this life and he was only just now coming to terms with what he was. He couldn't help that he didn't trust himself. Perhaps if he hadn't nearly killed his boyfriend he might be a little more enthusiastic about shifting.
When his alpha suggested they go to the forests, he only nodded his head just lightly. He wasn't sure going out in public was such a good idea, but he had to trust that Tetradore would not allow him to hurt anyone else. He knew how much he was scared to go out, so the least he could do was help to ensure that henry didn't hurt anyone else. And when Tetradore left the safety of the warehouse, Henry followed close behind.