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
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
The stars in their orbits
Posted on June 27, 2014 by NADYA
and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon
Nadya had been ready since the beginning to fall back on her pheromone power, though new and rather unpredictable with the intensity it would have been something to fall back on should this hunter take a harsh dislike to her proposal. His constant surveying gaze put her on edge, expecting him to strike out at her at any moment, unaware that he was expecting the same thing from her the entire time. The threats he spewed she had a hard time believing that they were anything more than just idle puffery. Nadya rolled her eyes and waved a hand slightly, "My source is reliable and I'll get you the information." Well, reliable in that she knew Tobias was close to Risque but getting through his fractured mind to get fully strung together sentences was going to take a little work.
Azrael stopped in his tracks and for a moment Nadya debated continuing on but halted as well, clear smirk on her features at the crack in his facade from her knowing about the loophole of Angels. She had obviously found something that struck a chord, breaking his charade of control, and it made a small smile pull at her lips. "I'm not your run of the mill Were, Azrael. I know plenty about your kind and I'm glad you can see reason in accepting my deal." It was the duty of an Alpha to protect the pack and as such her adoptive family made sure to teach her all the ins and outs with her schooling. "Look at you, being all civil and using my name...and you didn't even burst into flames. I think we may be partners yet." Her tone was mocking but light as she took the small piece of cardboard that held his phone number. Huh, a hunter with a calling card, she hadn't heard of that before.
"Well, while it's been an absolute delight being stalked by you, I'll be on my way now." Nadya flicked the card between her fingers before tucking it into her bra. "I'll have something for you but taking down a place like Syn, that'll take more than a week. I promised information and I will get it for you." She shrugged and started walking away then paused, glancing back to Azrael. "Oh, and those pictures, the panther and the disheveled man...they're part of my pack." A smug grin took over, her hips swaying as she stalked off, proud of herself for getting her brother and Tobias off the hunter's kill list. They owed her.
Nadya Tetradore