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

as i dash my ship upon your shore


Posted on June 13, 2017 by Malia Tate
West


He shrugged at her question about his name, telling her that it ran in her family or something. She scowled thoughtfully, wondering if there were any names that ran in her family. Not that she'd know. She didn't even know her own name, not the one given to her by her parents anyway. She wondered if she would ever find out what it was. Maybe it was better than Malia or maybe she'd hate it. And yet somehow she still wanted to know. He seemed displeased at her suggestion of Dory though, telling her to call him Tet instead. She sighed as it was difficult for her and then shrugged with a smirk.

"Fine, Tet, it is."

He seemed rather thoughtful about the whole packs thing and she felt she had a lot to learn about the whole dynamics of it all. She planned on asking Frost about it sometime. Maybe he would explain some more for her. He'd been pretty open with her so far about explaining things she didn't understand. He pretended to pout when she asked if he had a brother and she found herself in a teasing mood only helped by the alcohol she was putting into her system. He was fun to tease. He chuckled at her and gave her a simper when she told him that he scowled too much, telling her that she scowled all the time. The pet name only made her brow rise up slightly, having never been called something like that before. She wasn't even sure exactly what it meant but it didn't seem like an insult or anything so she shrugged it off.

"Only when you don't make sense, which happens to be all the time."

She pointed out matter of factly. He seemed all too satisfied with himself when she blushed so she was quick to jump to other subjects, like more alchohol. She liked the warm feeling in her stomach and how fun it made things. He looked amused when she couldn't say tolerance and she noted the way he shook his head at the waiter. She gave him a suspicious look but shrugged if off. It wasn't worth it. She asked him about doing something and he seemed thoughtful for a moment. Did he really think she would be satisfied with just sitting around here drinking all night? She wanted to get up and DO something! He mentioned a fighting ring in the Ark, whatever that was, and street racing. She tilted her head.

"Street racing? What's that? Is it just a bunch of people running down the street? And what's an Ark? Fighting sounds fun but I might need to be less...well, like this, first."

She snickered again and even snorted a little, her hand flying to her mouth. She was still quite tipsy and she'd already finished her second drink. She felt GOOD. She leaned forward a little, her eyes sparkling.

"We could always be rebellious and just do ALL of it. What do you say, Tet? Live a little. Introduce me to your life."


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