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

gonna be stronger Tetradore


Posted on March 28, 2019 by Alexis Wilde
West


She watched the two males get to know each other, cautious of any tension she picked up on. Henry seemed to be relaxing a little, offering his hand to shake before he led Marcelo toward the bar, teasing him about his appearance. The other Were did appear young but Alexis knew that didn't always mean anything. There was too much magic in this town not to question everything you see. Marcelo seemed to get a kick out of her joke about getting plastered before meeting Tetradore, saying that was exactly what he should do. She shook her head in amusement with a short laugh. "Maybe if you want a faster tour of that arena you were just asking about." Her lips curled up in a smirk, her eyes dancing before she told them she was going to get Tetradore and made her way to the stairs.

She managed to squeeze between other Were's until she reached the top and headed toward the throne where Tetradore liked to hang out. "Hey, Tetradore, got someone who wants to meet you. He's a handful but I think you can handle him." She smiled light heartedly, sure that Tetradore wouldn't judge the guy too harshly. He had a good sense of humor but overall, he looked like a decent guy. Once Tetradore was ready, she led him down the stairs and back toward the bar, hoping to find Marcelo and Henry in one piece still. "Tetradore, meet Marcelo. Marcelo, Tetradore, alpha of the Nightshade pack." She stood to the side so the two guys could get a good look at one another, waiting to see how this would play out.

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