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

I got one less problem with out yah


Posted on June 18, 2014 by Octavia Blake
West
Were gonna shine like neon lights


Octavia watched in horror as a wolf four times her size jumped into the fight ripping at the wolfs that were attacking her. Quickly the small white wolf back pedalled away from the fight going deeper into the alley her eyes glued to the seen infront of her. She watched as he fought off all of the them only to kill them in one shot, her eyes widen as he pretty much cooked them were they were standing. Jumping slightly when he shouted out telepathically only causing her to try and move back more, she had never heard voices before. No one took the time to talk to her, she continued to watch as he calmed down and turned to her. Watching as violet eyes met her mismatched eyes.

She sat there while he spoke to her snorted un happily, no she was not okay. Her blood was everywhere and she was tired but she was alive and he had been the reason why she was alive. Slowly she nodded her head once before looking him over only to let out a soft whine. She could see the cuts and blood from where she stood, slowly paw by paw she made her way closer to him stick close to the ground and watching him closely. She slowly removed her eyes from his looking over the wounds on his body causing her to let out a soft whine, he had gotten hurt over something as stupid as her. By now the small white she-wolf was curled up on the ground beside him looking up at him before she spoke telepathically, "T-Thank you "

" Telepathically Speech "


Octavia Blake
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We got our backs against the ocean, It's just us against the world.

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