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
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
I can make the stars dance
Posted on September 29, 2018 by NADYA
And watch them come true
Nadya had learned long ago how to recognize when someone had true talent. She had found that in her dancers for the burlesque and now saw that special spark in certain children that came to her studio. That very spark existed in the petite girl that danced with such raw emotion before collapsing to the floor. It would have been an injustice to interrupt the girl before she was done with her dance. As the girl caught her breath, Nadya softly let her presence be known so as to not startle the child too much. The young woman's gaze swept the girl as she hurried to pull on a dress over her ballet outfit. The slightly pointed ears were a dead giveaway to the child's fae species and equally indicative on where such grace came from. All the dancers in her burlesque had been fae for that very allure they could draw.
It wasn't often you saw or even heard about a fae child. Her twin's preschool had only 2 out of the hundred students. It was only natural then for Nadya to ask after any adult watching out for the girl. Out of all the answers, her brother's name and Tobi leaving the child's lips would have never been on her list of possibilities. When the shock left her a curious brow lifted. Seems her brother was more keen on children not of his blood. Nadya didn't have time to comment before a familiar face left the shadows at the other end of the room nearer to the girl. Color her surprised again. Nadya nodded in acknowledgement to Roman with a gentle smile, "I see you've been making friends." Last she had seen the man he had been tucking himself away from others in Isolt's restaurant. "I'd be careful of letting her wander the Ark though, it's not a place for children...there's enough violence in the world without making a sport out of it for them to watch." It was her only cautionary tale on the topic.
Nadya's gaze slid back down to Maeve as she wandered closer to her, reaching her hand out in proper introduction. "Yes, my name is Nadya. It's a pleasure to meet you Maeve." She shifted her bags to the other hand to shake the child's hand. "I do dance, well, I did a lot more a while ago. I mostly teach dance now." And then Maeve was just as quickly back to Roman's side. It wasn't too long ago that Roman was new and alone in this city and now it was quite obvious that he had found himself a charge. Nadya knew how quickly children could attach and bond to someone so didn't question it. Roman appeared a happy participant anyways. "Well," Nadya glanced around at the rundown room they stood in, "I don't think anyone owns this place so you can't get in trouble for being in here. However, I don't think it does your talent any justice."
"You should bring her to my studio sometime, Roman. Tuesdays and Thursdays at 3:45 is her age group ballet class. She can meet the other kids and try it out." It only took a moment for Nadya to make the decision, easily offering Maeve a place in her class. Her attention shifted to Maeve, "That is, if you want to. You'll have to work hard but I know you can do it."
Nadya Tetradore