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
The cold chill in the air was enought to make her shiver and pull her jacket closer around her shoulders. As a fox, it wouldn't bother her as much because she had her winter coat in and it was plenty warm enough but in her human form, she was freezing in her human form. She still loved the chill in the air but it just made her want to shift into her animal form and run through the woods. Alexis was thankful for the warmer air once she stepped into the Ark. The wind was really blowing out there on the docks but in here, the air was still and there was a cozy warmth to the air that let her exhale slowly in contentment. She could hear others moving about the Ark as she walked through but she didn't run into anyone. She thought she heard a lot of gun sounds or something coming from one of the rooms but it sounded fake, like it was on tv or something. She didn't know enough of video games to know that they included guns and violence in them but she did pick up on the scents of Tetradore and Tobias so she made sure to tip toe past the door just in case.
She could hear someone rummaging around the kitchen the closer she got to the doorway and she smiled, already knowing it was Raven. She always seemed to be cooking something in the kitchen. She was in there a lot when Alexis lived here. The men that lived here never seemed to get enough of her cooking. She caught a glimpse of a man that she recognized as Jackal but he'd never talked to her much so she averted her gaze as he walked by as if hoping he wouldn't notice her. She wasn't sure if it would cause problems for her to be here or not and she didn't want to start anything. She moved closer to the kitchen, pausing just long enough to take a whiff of the cookies that she was surely cooking. Man, it smelled heavenly. She licked her lips. Then she heard the pouring of liquid and took another whiff, catching the sweet smell of milk. Oh, that sounded so good. Alexis made her way into the common room just as Raven came around the corner from the kitchen with a tray of cookies and milk. Her mouth was watering.
She beamed at Raven as she closed the distance between them, easily hugging her friend back. As Raven settled onto the couch, Alexis picked a place beside her and reached for one of the cups, smelling the chocolate in it. Her eyes widened a little because she knew the smell of hot chocolate from her time at the cafe. She took a small sip and smiled at Raven. "Mmm, you still make the best stuff." She smirked and looked toward the kitchen as Raven mentioned the boys eating the rest of them. She remembered how ravenous they could be when it came to sweets in general. She nodded. "So how have you been? Anything new?"
alexis wilde