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

the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead


Posted on June 12, 2018 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

it's over, i'm through

I saw you standing there and I knew I'm done for


There was no denying that the prospect of owning that painting he had coveted for so long was particularly pleasing. Originally, his desire for the artwork had been little more than a passing superstitious comment by that red head vampire he'd so adored and yet, over time, he had naively convinced himself that maybe, she was right. Maybe that picture of the calm ocean would too bring his life some sort of tranquility instead of the calamity that struck him presently, thanks to the portrait of turbulent waters that presently hung within his bedroom. It was a silly desire, and somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew this. Even so, it hardly stopped him from perking up ever so slightly at the sheer mention of it. That notion that he might need to dress, much less need something to hide the painting, however, prompted a small scowl to his features. He could hardly help to mutter that his plan had originally been to simply teleport the painting back. Her assurance that it was boring, caused the man to roll his eyes and yet, he supposed he was willing, for her, to do things the old fashioned way.

The man rose from his chair and headed down the hallway towards his own room. He was vaguely aware of her footsteps following behind him. He hardly even glanced behind him, however, his bare feet instead moved fluidly across the carpet of his room and towards the dresser. It only took a few moments before the man found a loose fitting shirt, the clothing piece tugged over his muscular frame before the Alpha paused, only to fetch a blanket from his bed. This, he was certain, would be large enough to hide the painting. He wanted to be certain that it arrived back within his quarters in one piece, safe from any harm that might come to it during that theft.

It was only once those items were retrieved that Tetradore led the way out of the Ark, only to inform the woman they had a bit of a walk to make it to the Northside where the painting was located. His gaze briefly dropped down to her shoes as she commented on choosing the perfect ones for tonight's adventure. He said little on it, however, instead simply content to lead the way through the large, ominous warehouses. His emerald eyes shifted only at the sensation of the weight of her gaze upon him. That question was innocent enough, truly, and yet, for a moment, Tetradore found himself frowning at the truth of it. He had told no one of his mistress' reappearance within his life, much less the fact that he was merely counting those days of freedom he might have. That past was one he kept close to his chest, one he was sure she would understand even less than his sibling. Tetradore cleared his throat, pushing off those somber thoughts to instead focus upon something else entirely. "I'm afraid not. I just got back from vacationing in France. Raven and Tobias recently attended a wedding overseas so...the Ark has been quiet lately. What have you been up to?" He inquired, purposefully redirecting the conversation back to her.

aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me

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