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
Even though Nadya didn't expect anything different it still stung her heart hearing Henry state that her brother didn't say he had a sister. "I'm surprised." She commented lightly. "He seems to be only too happy to give his version of things to random strangers. Why not turn another against me?" The young woman downed the rest of her drink then quickly signaled for another to the bartender. "I'm not a part of my brother's pack."
Her dwelling thoughts on that were put on quick halt when Henry gave that clue to his misery. Seriously....her brother...Nadya couldn't help the snort of amusement that escaped her. "My infallible brother turned you? I guess Tobias wasn't enough of a project anymore." Nadya rolled her eyes and took a moment to calm the laughter that wanted to come out. To change someone when they obviously hadn't chosen it was such a horrible thing to do. "...I'm sorry." Finally those soft words extended to the man.
"No one deserves to have this life forced upon them. That being said, it's not horrible. It is what you make of it. The bond between you and the animal side is a beautiful thing once you accept it. The more you fight it the angrier it'll be. Animals don't like to be caged up." Nadya couldn't image being anything else but a Were. She loved her panther far too much to ever part with it. "Is he teaching you at least? I may not be a part of the pack anymore but...if you need anything." Having someone to guide you through this new world made all the difference and if Henry was in some form of family now then she'd help him any way she could.
Nadya Tetradore