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
This year the young woman learned that Easter wasn't just a time to celebrate the son of God coming back to life after dying for three days. It was also a chance to do some very fun activities! Being in the grocery store she noticed a particular aisle that was always changed for each holiday during the year. She didn't understand the meaning behind the big white bunny, not until she looked it up on the internet. It was a bit amusing that a giant rodent would leave colorful eggs for children to find. Playing hide and go seek in the Ark was fun, but hiding colorful eggs all around the Ark, well that sounded sensational! Raven was assured that Tetradore and Tobias would find this particular game a lot of fun. Especially if they opened up those plastic eggs and see there was some chocolate inside! At the store she found all the Easter treats she could find and simple looking Easter baskets to put them all in. Yet on the shelves she saw the picture of a family smiling as they seemed to be playing with colors and eggs. Grabbing a box and reading the instructions the young woman fund this particular activity quite fun! Surely this would make them happy, even if 'coloring' seemed like a girlish thing to do.
While the boys were busy doing whatever it was they wished to do. The lupine had took their absence as the perfect opportunity to get the Easter festivities ready! Throughout the Ark there were dozens upon dozens of colorful eggs, filled with different sorts of chocolate, hidden all around the Ark. Some were in easy places, like sitting on a table or chair, or the bar top counter, or along the stairs. Then there were some eggs that were perched in the oddest locations, that seemed quite nearly impossible to think Raven had placed them there physically herself. Like some eggs were hanging on the rafters, some were perched on top of open doors, and some were just hidden in other weird places. Telekinesis came really came in handy with this. In the kitchen Raven had placed some plastic table tops to cover the entire island in the kitchen, so to protect the granite from the dye. Placing various old mugs on top she poured vinegar and water, placing a colorful tablet in each. Laying out the egg tongs, white crowns, stickers, and eggs racks, everything was set and ready. All she had to do was wait for them to come home. It was the sound of their voices that made the lupine come out of the kitchen finding them coming through the front door. Eagerly she walked towards them with a bounce in her step. Stopping in front of them she grinned at them, a bit shyly, unsure if they would be willing to take part.
Without missing a beat or even waiting to hear a response she quickly headed towards the kitchen, opening the door, and gesturing them to come inside. There they would see all the items that it would take to dye an egg. Once they were inside she walked over to the counter pointing to the items as she spoke.
Handing them an egg tong each, she grabbed her own and placed it around a white egg that was sitting in the carton. Taking the egg she slowly, gently, placed it into the mug that contained the teal color. Satisfied with her work she grabbed a white crayon, and began to slowly draw on one. When finished she took the egg tong again and placed the egg gently into the purple one, looking up to see if the others were at least willing to try.