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

i was uptight, wanna let loose


Posted on December 13, 2018 by henry tudor
West



Henry asks what sort of business this man was here for and he's greeted with a question of his own. At first the question rubs him slightly wrong, but he tries not to let it bother him. "I am...what business do you have?" He's a little more cautious about what sort of information he gives out, unsure of exactly what this man's intentions are. For all he knew, he could be here to challenge Tetradore. How else was he supposed to know if he did not ask?

He introduces himself as Marcelo and states that he's new to the area but he had heard of several of the packs. He must be talking about Frost's pack. Frost. The man was a strange one. He had only met the man once and that was only because Malia had asked him to. "I'm Henry." He supposed the least he could do was offer the man his name. Better to know who one was talking with, he supposed.

He claimed that he knew about the fights, but that he wasn't much of a fighter because he didn't like to mess up his hair or his face. Henry wanted to roll his eyes, but he refrained. He remembered when he had once been that vain. Thankfully, he had toned himself down a lot over the last few years.

He starts asking a lot about the fights and Henry can't help but think that he was probably the worst person to be asking about the fights. Even when he was turned and became a member of the pack, the fights had not interested him in the least bit. Perhaps Alexis knew more than he did. But it was clear that Alexis knew just about as much as he did. "I have to admit, I don't know jack shit about the fights â€" it's not really my thing." He spared most of the details, but at least it got the point across. At Alexis' suggestion to come in and she'd find Tetradore for him, he nodded his head. "I can show you the bar while you wait?" At least he was trying to be helpful.




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