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 can make the stars dance


Posted on March 01, 2019 by NADYA
West
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true



Nadya loved her littles classes but there was something about that swell of pride within her at watching the older age group. The young woman, dressed in her yoga dance pants and shirt, went through a series of hip hop steps at the head of the children in front of the mirror. They slowly mirrored her movements as she went until she stopped and turned to face them once more. "Ok, again." Nadya clicked that remote restarting that music and walked along the group, watching their movements closely. "Remember to really pop that last step." She gently nudged the 10 year old's elbow to really emphasize the elbow pop.

One glance to the clock read end of the class. "Alright, awesome job everyone. Remember to practice at home; you've all gotten the music and video with the steps on it. We have only 2 more classes before your first competition." She smiled warmly at the class as they nodded and began to disperse out of the room to the waiting area on the other side of the glass where the parents sat and mingled. "Miss Nadya, my mom has a question about the outfit for the competition." One of the girls lingered by the door drawing Nadya from the room. It was then that she caught a glimpse of the red hair in between the bustle of the parents helping their children gather their things and leave. It gave Nadya pause, clearly convinced she were seeing a mirage and causing her to blink in disbelief. How random of a mirage to see.

That mirage didn't disappear though. The confusion and shock in her face was clear but the little girl tapping on her arm pulled her back to the child and parent in front of her. Nadya was quick to answer her question with assurance that they had time and to simply call her if they needed help with any of it. Anything to get the last of them cleared from the studio so she could address the ghost that had appeared. Once all of them had filtered out Nadya looked to Sam once more. "Figured you gone for good. What brings you?" Surely Samantha was back needing something...forgot something when she left amongst the chaos that her apartment had turned into. The woman had once been her best friend and what Frost had done to her tore Nadya up, even fighting Frost over it and how he had stood there taking each lash she gave still stuck in her mind. She had only hoped that Sam would have told her. Nadya was sure she could have put an end to it if Frost was given the ultimatum of Nadya never joining him.

Nadya Tetradore



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