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

sinking your nails in my heart


Posted on December 03, 2017 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

it's over, i'm through

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


There was little doubt within the were-King of the existence of those emotions that filled him at the consideration of the man before him. That protectiveness was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, prompting a measure of difficulty in his efforts to explain or categorize exactly what it felt. His assurances that he cared for Henry was the best he was capable of providing, even though Henry seemed hardly sure of how to take such an admittance. Those emerald eyes far to keenly eyed the young man in those moments after, the Alpha entirely aware of that fashion in which Henry seemed to deflect back to those concerns of his boyfriend, concerns that clearly gripped him far tighter than any other consideration. A small frown crossed his lips and yet, Tetradore was hardly the sort of individual to demand his own words be acknowledged. Rather, he took that mention as a place he could help, a chance to show his bizarre devotion to the man, much less to begin fostering whatever equally as odd relationship existed between Creator and Vector.

That suggestion for the pair to work on shifting with the young man was almost abruptly brushed off, that fear all too clear upon Henry's features. His eyebrows furrowed in consideration before the man rather abruptly stood. He closed the space between the pair of them, moving to stand in front of Henry only to reach both hands out to settle against both sides of Henry's jaw, entirely determined to ensure the man's attention was wholly upon him in that moment. "I promise, Henry, that I won't let you hurt him again." He stated with a sort of firmness to his tone. "He doesn't have to be in the same room when you shift but you do need to start allowing yourself to be who you are around him, we can wait till you have control before bringing him into the room but....you can't avoid this forever." At the very least, Tetradore was willing to work with the two men, he just needed to get Henry to be willing to put his trust within him - by the sounds of it, that alone would be a mountain that would take time to climb.

aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me

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