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

Isolt SOLO I FORTI VIVO


Posted on July 06, 2014 by Caprice de Ricci
West
SOLO I FORTI VIVO
only the strong live

" 151 rum. "

The male literally stares at her for a moment, eyes traveling along her curvaceous figure that was in this moment, covered with a tight, strapless crimson dress with a slight sparkle to it. The bright colored fabric caused her hazel eyes to pop, a dare residing within them as her olive toned fingers idly slide along the shiny bar top. Finally, after he realized she wasn't joking, he turned away from her with a smirk. Caprice rolled her eyes, a light irritated sigh falling from her plush lips. She killed beasts of legend daily and here some pathetic boy was doubting her ability to shoot such a 'powerful' drink. If only he knew what this woman was capable of.

As her shot is placed before her, she slides her slender fingers around it before lifting and swirling the dark liquid within it slowly. He was staring at her still, waiting to see her reaction after drinking. Her lips quirked in a daring half smile, eyes narrowing as she raises the glass to him, " Evviva, (cheers) " and easily throws back the shot. The liquid burns her throat instantly, but it is expected, desired and she merely smiles, allowing an " Ahhh " to fall from her kissers. He arches a brow at her, waiting for her to ask for a chaser or to make a face but she does not. her naturally tanned features are the same as they were before the shot except for the half smirk that has now formed on her lips.

Her mind opens up, ears closing to the music around her as she tunes into the man's thoughts. "That was hot. That dress is about to be off in about thirty minutes." Wrong. Her nose crinkles slightly as she sucks in air. She slides back off of the bar, arms sliding along the smooth surface as she leans away from him. " Just give me another. " Her accent filled voice seems to have changed dramatically from the pretty alto to a now low, dangerous tone. He stares at her, shocked for a moment and she holds back a smile. "It's like she read my mind." indeed. Caprice turns away from him, turning to fixate her hazels on the crowd as she rests her elbows behind her and props herself up.

A majority of the people in here were supernatural.
The minority were human.
The .1% was Carpice.




" speaking "
Caprice de Ricci
DARK HUNTER
female . single . twenty-four .

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