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

HENRY :: you bring out the worst in me


Posted on October 04, 2017 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

it's over, i'm through

I saw you standing there and I knew I'm done for


His sibling's words had weighed heavily upon the were Alpha's mind, even if the man had failed to voice those concerns of yet to any, much less Nadya herself. Days had passed since he'd seen his sibling and denied her that contract she'd so foolishly thought he would sign. Though he'd certainly kept a lookout for Henry in the time that had passed, it had become decidedly difficult of late for the man to balance those responsibilities as Alpha, that ever growing rift between himself and Nadya, that faux war with Frost, and the return of his vampire Mistress. Tetradore was exhausted - physically, mentally, and emotionally and yet, he was making an effort all the same to fix everything, as time consuming as it was. The moment Henry stepped into the Ark that evening, Tetradore had been alerted, thanks to the ever diligent and loyal staff he employed. In truth, he had been almost hesitant to engage the man, almost concerned that Nadya's words would be confirmed and this would result in yet another thing he had utterly failed at. Not that Henry didn't have a reason to dislike him. In fact, the man had every reason and yet, that connection between them had created some sort of emotions within the stoic man that he wasn't quite sure how to handle.

Tetradore made his way from the privacy of his own suite, considering that very....peculiar....affection he had for his own Vector. It wasn't quite like he wanted to strip the man of his clothes but there was some sort of undeniable emotion there. It was a possessiveness within him, one that was almost akin to how he'd felt regarding that young fae Queen he had dated some time ago. A soft sigh left his lips as he leaned against the railing of that balcony. His emerald eyes fell upon the figure of that young man he was hunting for and yet, Tetradore was content to simply watch him for some time as Henry settled at the bar. He had been trying to keep Nadya and Frost away from Henry, the sheer thought of the man abandoning him to join that opposing group was vastly more painful then he was even willing to consider. His fingers reached up, pinching at the bridge of his nose. God, was this how Frost felt about Calliel? Was this...normal? This was exactly why he'd never wanted to change someone, it brought far more with it then he was ready to contend with. Still....it was better to get this over with, wasn't it?

The were-King made his way down those steps, moving easily through that crowd that always seemed to part for him alone. His hand rested gingerly across Henry's shoulder as he moved to the man's side, one elbow rested on that bar top. "You busy or...can we talk?" He inquired, even though Tetradore still wasn't certain what he was going to say to the man. After all, it wasn't like he could just beg for Henry to like him, how pathetic would that be? Still, there had to be something he could do to ease this....rift that apparently existed between them without his knowledge.

aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me

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