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
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 sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
Posted on May 11, 2017 by AIDEN TETRADORE
years I've walked in the coldest winds
from sorrow and pain I find my strength
the more I hurt, the clearer I see.
Tetradore scarcely understood the sadness that seemed to pour from the young woman, after all, he viewed both it and the apology that left her lips as entirely unnecessary. After all, he was back now, what did any of it matter? Unless, of course, she sold his properties and assets. That alone was the only situation that might be worth all of those tears she so spilled. His eyebrows rose as she claimed he was near insane for simply suggesting such a ridiculous notion. His features contorted into a glimpse of distaste at that notion of a trust for his sibling, his head shaking slightly. "No, I want that trust undone." He stated simply enough, the man unwilling to vocalize anything else on the topic. He still intended to visit his sibling later and yet, it was clear to him she had chosen herself over that pack at large. That certainty that she had increased their profits only saw his head bob ever so slightly, the were-king entirely apathetic at that shift in his monetary affairs. After all, where his businesses excelled in the those accepted areas, he was certain they suffered in those more illicit markets. He would naturally have to rebalance things and yet, such affairs were matter for other days.
Instead, Tetradore simply watched as Tobias inquired as to why the young woman was sad - that question one he too found himself wondering. Her response, however, only caused his eyebrows to furrow ever so slightly, that notion of believing in his presence was one he found wholly laughable. After all, he was here. What was there to believe in? He was not some figment of their imagination or some ghost. He was a solid, existing being. Still, he made some effort to reassure her, reaching into that bag to offer that woman a single postcard, so intending to fulfill that promise that he had made all those months ago. Tetradore watched as Tobias rose to glimpse at that post card, the King entirely unsurprised that such a gift was lost upon the boy. Raven, however, seemed to understand the implications well enough, offering the man a word of thanks that he wordlessly returned. His gaze turned elsewhere as Tobias pressed his lips against Raven's cheek, so declaring she was no longer sad. Still, he was polite enough to give the pair some time, Tetradore clearly not the only one whom had noticed they might need it.
His emerald eyes met those bright ones of Alexis' own, his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly at those well wishes she offered him, the man merely offered her a small nod before she pivoted on her feet to leave. Her disappearance was entirely unexpected, particularly when he had a gift of sorts to offer the woman and yet, Tetradore was certain he could find her again. His gaze shifted towards that ebony tigress, the female too apparently content to leave the couple to their own devices. It was notion Tetradore too felt intent to follow suit. Slowly, he rose, that comment from Tobias voice caused his head to shake ever so slightly, "No, not yet. I think Raven might benefit from some time with you....come find me after wards but you're not allowed in the garage without me." He uttered simply enough, offering the man a small simper before the were King left that platform, venturing further into the boat to see what of his bedroom had changed and what too needed to be further fixed now that he had returned.
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