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
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Posted on September 14, 2018 by Raven Clocksworth
It was hard to believe that the Ark was capable of being a serene place. The colossal cargo ship was a chaotic, but organized establishment at night. However, during the day the place was like a sanctuary for the workers and the Nightshade pack. It was hard to imagine that anyone would dare describe the cargo ship as such. However, it made sense for their inhabitants to find solace in a place like this. Who didn't want to find shelter that would protect them from onslaught of their own turbulent storms, a place to escape their worries, a fortress that can take on anyone and anything? It was a beautiful cloudy autumn day. Along the docks the workers continued on with their daily tasks purposefully not approaching the silent ship that was permanently docked. The workers were aware that there were creatures that belonged in movies or nightmares, and they were not to be trifled with. Within the hull of the ship there were some occupants that were asleep and others moving and bustling around. There was one resident in particular that was extremely exhausted.
Earlier in the day the young woman woke up at the crack of dawn feeling absolutely restless. Usually she had an enjoyable sleep feeling well rested only if she had been asleep beside her abnormal mate. All her life she succumbed to those terrifying images barely getting a wink of sleep. The man was not only her protector during the day, but at night his very presence seemed to keep those horrifying nightmares away. Tobias was not aware that he was the very reason why she could get sleep. She was always happy to curl up against him within their hammock, or after a bit of fun within their bed. In the middle of the night Raven was unaware that her mate had left her. She only noticed he left her when she woke up screaming. Unable to get herself to fall back to sleep she prepared herself for the day, taking a shower and getting dressed. Using the bond between herself and her pack she noticed that Tobias' and Tetradores' strings were far away. Alexis was off with her mystery man. Henry was spent the night with Sterling. Making breakfast would not be a chore she needed to deal with today.
After making herself breakfast she went into Tetradore's room/office using this opportunity to finish a couple of things for their business. By the time she was finished it was lunch time and no one returned home. However, she wasn't concerned at all about where they all were. Everyone always came home. Besides, if there was ever anything wrong she would know if the plucked that unseen cord that tied everyone together. Sitting at the bar downstairs she munched quietly on her turkey sandwich hardly paying attention to the workers that were slowly getting the place prepared for another night of business. Although she had a book open to read she wasn't paying attention and reading anything from it at all. Instead her mind was focused on far too many things. She was thinking about the wedding and then what all needed to be done. Then her mind would waver towards what her witch friend was up to and thinking that tonight she ought to spend some time with her, missing her presence. Even though the two of them were planning her wedding together she wanted to do something fun with her. She tried in vain to think about these positive things, because in the back of her mind lurking were those nightmares that tormented her.