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

something wicked this way comes


Posted on March 02, 2018 by serafina dubois
West


Serafina was altogether certain that she had just walked into a situation she most definitely should not be involved in. She could hardly help that shudder upon her flesh as that ghost so quickly closed the distance between herself and that bloody corpse in the middle of that dark warehouse. "Do you see what he did! Look!" That spector shouted at her and yet, Serafina merely shook her head ever so slightly, taking several steps back into the brightness of the midday sunshine. It was distinctly childish, she knew, and yet, being outside somehow made the woman feel safer than in there. Her gaze deviated from that approaching ghost only by a soft sound of footsteps as a man suddenly stepped from the shadows not far from her. For a brief moment, she froze, those stormy colored eyes simply stared at him in an almost blatantly judgmental fashion. "That's him...the Kingslayer.". Those words were whispered in her ear, prompting those sweetheart lips to contort into a small frown. That bright simper upon his roguishly handsome features only further prompted that suspicion within her. "Like you didn't rob him or anything?" She inquired, gesturing further into the darkness with a clear indication that she knew well of the crimes he'd committed, or, at least this one.

Her blue-grey eyes shifted towards the ghost beside her, the girl unable to help that slow twist of her lips into an entirely bemused sort of simper. The near colorful language that poltergeist displayed as it so approached the fellow was...amusing, to say the very least. Coupled with the ghost's clear efforts to so strangle the fellow, only prompted a soft, musical laughter on her lips as the man's intangible hands near went right through his murderer. Well, she supposed she was willing to give the poor newly dead points for trying, even if she doubted the assassin had even the slightest notion of that specter's presence. He might, it was possible. Occasionally she met those attuned to the 'other side' as she was, those who felt uncomfortable or queasy in the presence of ghosts. Her hand settled on her hip as the girl's weight shifted, her position far more...sassy in that moment. Despite her knowledge of exactly the situation, she found herself entirely assured of herself and her abilities...er...well...hopefully. Then again, last time she had been involved in something like this...she had gotten her house ransacked and then had been kidnapped...

The voice of the ghost drew her thoughts back to the present, her gaze shifted from the ghastly figure to the man before her, her eyebrow rose ever so slightly. "Oh....well that's interesting..." She spoke as her attention refocused upon the fellow in front of her. "See....that dude in there that you killed, he became a ghost...because...you know, people do that when you go murdering them like willy nilly. He's willing to make a deal with me if I put him back in his body so he can come back to life and have another go at you. What do you have to say to that, hm?" She inquired, altogether aware that she was playing with fire. At the very least, if she pit them against each other, maybe she could escape unnoticed and come back to her storage unit with Azrael in tow. Quite frankly, even that handsome fellow in front of her hardly compared to what she knew her boyfriend was capable of.

serafina dubois


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