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

another piece in the puzzle


Posted on March 14, 2018 by Damon Marcello
West


It seemed Kat was getting into character as they both turned on the warlock chained to the wall. It was easy to get her on his side once he told her they were planning on kidnapping his fiance. At least it was the truth. The man started spouting out his religion or whatever. Damon only rolled his eyes but Kat asked the man a question and Damon groaned, already knowing the answer would take all night. The man's eyes widened and then narrowed as if angry at her for not knowing already. "Eve is the end and the beginning. She will bring about a pure world absent of the filth that stains this one." He glared at Damon again. "She is the bringer of life. The destroyer of evil. She will walk this earth again and make it as it was in Eden." The wonder and awe in his eyes couldn't be faked. This man was completely brain washed, it would seem.

Damon snorted and shook his head. "Zealots, all of them. It hink this one might actually be certifiably insane. We should probably just put him down. It'd be mercy at this point." He glanced at Kat, completely serious. It was pretty cool watching her cut off his air supply though. The thing was, did she even know she was doing it? She seemed to be concentrating on the man, so focused that she probably was zoned out or something. Damon watched her in curiosity until she released him and let him gasp in breaths. She taunted him to answer and Damon smirked in satisfaction. It felt good to have a witch on his side, even if she didn't know she was one. Ezekial clenched his jaw. "Do your worst, witch. Traitorous bitch. You won't break me! I live for the New Eden we shall all see some day very soon!" He leaned forward on his chains, practically spitting the words at her.

Damon scowled, slicing a finger through the air in a bored fashion and the man screamed and reeled back against the wall as a long gash appeared on his stomach. Damon leaned forward and sighed. "That's not very nice words to say to a lady, Ezekial. Apologize and I might keep your intestines in your abdomen where they belong." He twitched his finger again in warning and the man gasped, flinching before he glanced back at Kat, his eyes wide and pleading. "You would watch him kill me and do nothing? You should want him and his kind dead too. They're not natural!" He was blubbering now, his shirt stained red from all the bleeding. Damon knew it wasn't fatal. It just hurt a lot, which is what he was going for.

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