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

and take it from someone who's been where your at


Posted on February 17, 2018 by henry tudor
West



Henry was silent as he considered what Tetradore was offering. While he was not exactly jumping at the bit to shift in front of Sterling, he was, however, considering it. He knew that Tetradore was right, that he had to start moving in the direction of healing. He had to start feeling comfortable in his feline skin and Sterling had to feel comfortable being around him in that state. Nothing would help them by just talking through it. Unfortunately, they would have to actually be around one another when he was shifted.

What worried Henry the most was Sterling seeing that feral part of him just when he shifts. So far, Tetradore had to be nearby to help pull Henry's consciousness out when he shifted. Henry worried that if Sterling saw him lose control, he might now want to be anywhere near him. So naturally, when Tetradore suggested them meeting in the park after he had already shifted, Henry rose his gaze to meet his own. "That's probably better...I don't want to scare him away." He wanted things to get better and he hated that he would have to subject them both to such torturous therapy. It would be hard, but perhaps it had to be done.

He was silent a moment as he thought more about the idea. He didn't want to leave Sterling standing in the park alone with two panthers if he was going to get a bad case of PTSD. Henry wasn't sure if he could forgive himself for causing Sterling trauma either. "Perhaps Raven can be there for Sterling...I don't want him to see me and freak out." His gaze suddenly lowered, unsure of everything. Now he wasn't so sure he liked the idea. What if Sterling flipped his lid? He wasn't sure he would be able to stand by and watch the love of his life freak out at the mere sight of himself in panther form. What if Sterling wasn't ready?




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