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

you say that like it's a bad thing


Posted on June 15, 2018 by Malia Tate
West


She didn't really understand why he would want some dumb painting in the first place but at least it gave them a reason to hang out that wasn't just drinking in a bar or hanging out in the woods. They could actually do something he wanted this time, no strings attached. She didn't want to lose her friendship with Tetradore. He seemed less than eager to put a shirt on but at least he ended up obliging her. Like everyone just walked around shirtless in Sacrosanct. Maybe gangs and homeless people. Since he was neither, she figured he'd better look presentable. She couldn't believe he wanted to take all the fun out of it by teleporting though. Sure, she could teleport too and that would make things go so much quicker but where was the challenge in that? She needed more of an adventure if she was going to steal something with him. She watched as he slipped on a shirt and grabbed a blanket, wondering how funny it might look to others to see a woman and a man holding a blanket walking through the west part of Sacrosanct.

The idea made her smirk, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She didn't mind the walk they had ahead of them to get to the Northside. The swanky part of town, as she labeled it. She raised a brow as his gaze dropped to her feet when she mentioned wearing comfortable shoes. She was bare foot, of course. Couldn't make her wear shoes if she didn't have to. Besides, she'd be more quiet this way. When she asked how things were going, she sensed a sudden tension in his body language, like she'd hit a nerve or something. The idea made her perk up in interest, wondering what that was about, not that he would tell her. Tetradore was nothing if not mysterious. It was all part of the package, apparently. When he cleared his throat, that was another red flag that something was definitely bothering him. If only she could read minds like Frost. She scowled at the unfairness of it all. Then he said not a lot, which she knew to be a big fat lie now. He mentioned France and she wrinkled her nose.

"Why would you go there? It's all big towers and people speaking gibberish." She'd seen French tv shows, not that she could understand a word of it. He said Raven and Tobias went to a wedding overseas and she shuddered at the idea of open sea. Being on the Ark when it was docked was one thing but out in the ocean? She couldn't imagine the loss of balance she'd experience. She tilted her head. "Raven and Tobias. I've met Raven a couple times, but never a Tobias. He must be the male I smell on her. What is he? Panther? Lion? Bear? Wolf like Raven?" She figured it was as good a question as any, getting to know a little more about his pack. She already knew about all there was to know about Henry so that just left Raven, Tobias, and any other members of his pack she might not know. Might as well ask a little and see what he trusted her to know. But then Tetradore turned the tables on her, asking what she'd been up to. She couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, LOTS. I tried to pull a Hunter's weapon out of Raven's shoulder a while back while she was feeling more than a little big and cranky in her Were form. She didn't even like to talk, you know? Crazy. Then I broke up a fight in the Ark not too terribly long ago and Raven turned back into big cranky Raven and killed a few monkeys while I kinda blew a hole in the ceiling of the Ark. Sorry about that. I'm sure Frost texted you about it. At least that's what he told me he was doing. Anyway, my bad. I met a cute little Were thing, don't even know what she is really but she's like a living teddy bear, named Abigail. I introduced her to my pack and even met one of the older members that's been kinda away for a while on some sort of vacation or something. She's a wolf apparently and likes to give gifts. Her name is Scarlett. I went to a dance club too and met a Were named Ashton. He's kinda country and way too polite for his own good. I'm worried he'll be taken advantage of around here. But definitely cute. Let's see....

"Oh, I met Henry's other half, Sterling. He seems like a really good guy. I hate that Henry won't forgive himself and give them a chance. Don't worry, I put in a good word for you...kinda." She smirked teasingly. "Oh, and Frost wants to meet Henry, if that's okay. Just a friendly dinner, I promise. I'll be there too to keep them in line. No worries." She furrowed her brows, trying to think if there was anything else she was missing. Then she shrugged. "I think that's about it. But I know you better than that. You're being all deep, dark, and mysterious and not sharing stories. No fun." She poked his shoulder playfully and stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. "You're always up to something, probably shady too. Would go with the whole deep, dark, and mysterious vibe. Meet any new Were's lately? Beat up any drug dealers or steal a car or something? Come on, get a little bit off your chest. Can't steal any paintings when you're burning calories being all tense."



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