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 THE DARKNESS COMES


Posted on May 04, 2017 by REGAN IZUMI
West

when the darkness comes, be afraid of me

Regan tilted her head back and allowed their gazes to connect. Her chin resting in the dip of his chest, while her senses were attuned to his every breath. It would likely take awhile before Regan no longer needed to hear the sounds of life escaping his figure. Though she had to admit, she quite liked the look of surprise that fluttered across his face and his immediate reply to purchase one for her. As if the Assassin would want anything so common as a shop blade. Silly Tetty.

Regan smiles and shakes her head at him. She leans in close, wraps a delicate hand around his wrist before tugging him towards the wall of his office. He had a large map there and Regan immediately thrust a finger onto the lettering of JAPAN. Turning her head to study his expression, Regan practically bounced on the balls of her feet with excitement. She knew exactly what sword she wanted and she had a pretty good idea of where to get it.

"It is an ancient blade, said to once have been wielded by a God." Her voice is laced with longing and appreciation. She had seen the blade twice in her lifetime. It had been in the possession of one of her father's clients. The head of an old dynasty household. "Kusanagi" Her voice is reverent. She has wanted the blade since the first moment she ever laid eyes on it. Now it seemed like the blade would finally be hers. Looking up expectantly at Tetradore, Regan smiles. "When do we leave?"



"Thinks like this."

mute -- weretiger -- played by megs

Regan Izumi

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