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

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Posted on May 12, 2018 by henry tudor
West



He was glad that she would not give up her hope of finding love. When she finally found it, it would knock her feet off. She would be unprepared for what that sort of love would bring her. In fact, he was so sure that she wouldn't know this love if it hit her in the face. Even still, he could not wait for her to find that sort of love. She deserved that much. He mentioned that he had waited years for Sterling, hoping that it might give her confidence that she would find love if she just gave it time. Clearly, his words hadn't had the desired effect. "I promise it'll be worth it." He ran his fingers along her thigh in a comforting manner. He had confidence that she would eventually find that person. She just had to have a little faith. "I'll pray for him to find you?" His suggestion offered a little bit of questioning, not sure if his suggestion would be taken as it was intended. He wasn't religious by any stretch of the imagination, but if that would make her feel better, then he'd tell her that. Surely God wouldn't hate him too much for trying to do something nice for probably his only true friend other than Sterling.

While she was dressing, he was quick to do the same, not wanting to miss the opportunity to walk her home. Henry had never really been a gentleman, per say, but Sterling had taught him a lot over the years. He used to be the drug addict that didn't care about anything but his next high. Now he was clean and trying his best to do the world some justice. That started with Malia. "No, but I can aspire to be one." He still tried to open doors for women, treat others how he would want to be treated, etc. He was trying, even if he wasn't all that good at it.

As they made it from the Ark, Henry was glad that she drew herself close to him. He enjoyed being the protector. He wasn't sure if that was the panther in him or the gentleman-wanna-be, but at least it was something. As they walked in silence, he knew that he needed to break the silence. While he probably should not have brought up Frost, he wanted to know about the man. First he was told to just hate the man on principle and now he had his best friend who was in his pack. He was conflicted and quite honestly, he would much rather form an opinion himself of the man. He didn't want other people's biases to influence him. Perhaps he should meet with Frost himself.

As Malia began to explain her view of Frost, Henry was beginning to get a completely different picture of the man. He sighed softly. "That's a far different explanation than I was given. I was simple told to hate him on principle." He sighed for a moment. "I don't like to follow opinions blindly." He had not seen any evidence to back up either opinion, but until he did, Frost would remain somewhat of a neutral mystery to him. He could neither hate nor love him.




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