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
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
it started out warm but now I hear the choir
Posted on April 02, 2018 by AIDEN TETRADORE
it's over, i'm through
I saw you standing there and I knew I'm done for
Tetradore was rather surprised to find his promise to discuss that plan with Raven was turned down. His eyebrows rose ever so slightly as Henry continued, insisting that this was something he should do. Frankly, he couldn't wholly disagree and yet, he hadn't expected Henry to take control of that therapeutic meeting under the moon so strongly. The were-King had been under the belief that he would be required to poke, prod, and literally drag the man into that evening to assist in easing the clear tenseness he had not only with his boyfriend but also with his inner animal. Still, if this was what Henry wanted, he saw no reason to intervene. His head bobbed ever so slightly in silent acceptance. "All right." He responded, "Let me know when you're ready to....do it then." A small shrug crossed the man's shoulders as he watched Henry rise, clearly intending to find the woman to do just that. It was, he was sure, that sudden comment upon Tetradore's lips, however, that saw his Vector pause quite before he got to that door. That look upon Henry's face at that simple assurance that Sterling was lucky, however, spoke well of that misunderstanding.
The Mexican man was altogether quick to explain what he was trying to say. After all, he would hardly regard the man lucky for being caught in a small room with a near wild panther. There was no world in which that could be considered luck. Still, he recognized Henry's efforts to try, and too how rare it was for any romantic partner to strive to be there nearly as much as his Vector was. He was trying to reassure the man, though weather or not he was successful remained to be seen. A small shrug crossed his shoulders at the fellow's comment of failing that 'boyfriend-of-the-year' award. "Maybe not yet...but there's still time. I'll let you go talk to Raven, she's probably in her room with Tobias." He nodded down that hallway, fully intending to leave the two individuals to their own conversation as was so requested of him. At the very least, he was proud of Henry for finally starting to take those steps forward, even if he didn't voice it.
aiden tetradore
you bring out the worst in me