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 saw you standing there and I knew


Posted on October 17, 2017 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

it's over, i'm through

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


Tetradore was entirely uncertain of how to tackle that conversation with his Vector. After all, what did one say to the discovery that they were unliked? It wasn't as if Tetradore had ever really cared before on how he was perceived. More often than not, the man had once strove to push others away rather than keep them close. The were-King was entirely certain it was those damn emotions that raged through him, that unseen connection one so utterly intense for the man whom was already innately aware of his affiliation with each member of his pack. Nevertheless, he still found himself closing the distance between the two before his hand touched Henry's shoulder, inquiring almost tentatively if Henry had the time to talk. How he never thought he might be the one to say those words. At the very least, however, it seemed as if his Vector was willing to grant him this, that small gesture towards the barstool beside him caused the were-King to pause. A small frown crossed his features in consideration. This was a decidedly....emotional gesture for the were King, perhaps to reveal those inner thoughts here was not the best place at all.

"Let's go upstairs." He commented simply, gesturing slightly for Henry to follow him. He made his way from that bar and up the stairs towards his own private quarters, the man entirely aware of Henry all the same. There was a sort of safety in that office attached to his bedroom, this was the only true sanctuary he had away from the world at large and now, he was possibly about to sully this space too. A soft sigh left his lips as he flopped on that leather sofa against the wall. Those emerald eyes shifted towards his Vector. He was almost uncertain of where to start this peculiar conversation - though he cared little for throwing his sibling under the bus any longer, he wanted to start things off right, to preserve what little of a relationship the two men had left, if any. "So....I heard you met Nadya..." Tetradore started, his voice trailing off, fully leaving that conversation open for Henry to fill before he voiced the full extent of exactly what he had been told, little though it was.


aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me

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