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
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Posted on April 28, 2019 by Raven Cain
A small simper crept on her face at the response she received. It really was that simple. It was something that she should have accepted long ago, and she regretted that it took her so long to realize it. All was all right though. It would take time for the snow-leopard to come to terms too. Especially when she sort of called the woman out for her last visit in the Ark. Tetradore didn't seem so pleased with her presence, but Raven was sure if given the chance, the female feline would prove her worth. Besides, they needed the help and the lupine had no desire to bring into the fold another typical dramatic female. She needed a girl with a good head on her shoulders that would at least come to work, do their job, and not cause any problems. Sure, Carolina might cause trouble, but she doubted it. Not when she was willing to come back to the Ark and ask for a job. It was a foolish thing for her to do, but brave as well. Someone had to reward her for her bravery. Her getting the job killed two birds with one stone.
Although the two of them would be in trouble if they didn't get a move on. The place was just about to open up and there were a few final touches to make before she would leave Carolina to the bar up on the top deck. Her responsibility was ensuring that all their guests were behaving themselves. It was a place where they could unwind and get rowdy, but not too rowdy. She didn't need anyone breaking anything and she didn't need anyone tumbling into the water. Liability. They were already paying a high premium with their current business and she didn't need more money piled on to pay for it. Hearing Carolina say essentially she was on the same page with the business, she nodded in agreement. Money, it was a great incentive for everyone to work together. With her case of alcohol floating behind her she waited for the snow leopard to climb the stairs and head out to the top deck. Her head tilted to the side as she answered one of her first questions.
It was a bit odd for the snow leopard to come back to the place where she was caught in her thievery. Raven didn't have to give her that chance. Tetradore probably would have preferred she didn't. But look where they were now! Nothing was stolen and Carolina didn't cause any problems. This was going quite well, for all of them. She didn't want to tell her Alpha 'I told you so,' but she was a bit eager to...for fun of course. Though Carolina's tenure had just started the lupine was sure that this would all continue to work out till the end. Once she was up on the second floor with her she started to head towards the door, opening it up and stepping to the side to let Carolina go with her floating case coming right after her. As soon as Carolina was out, Raven slammed the door shut and locked it. As they made up it towards the deck the layout looked vastly different than before. There were tables with chairs set about, a large monitor that showed the underwater ring area. Over towards the right was the makeshift bar that gave them the ability to work on serving drinks. Letting the case float on to the bar after her she let it sit on the counter and leaned against it, drumming her fingers along the countertop in a lackadaisical manner.