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
tsunami
Posted on August 18, 2014 by Alexis Wilde
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It would be my luck that every were creature I seem to meet is a predator bigger and stronger than me. Tobi is a leopard and Raven is a wolf. Nadya is a jaguar and all thsoe other animals in the clearing were wolves and bigger predators. It just seems to be my luck. I can tell that she's a were and from her easy confidence, I would guess she's a predator too but while Tobi is open and obvious about it, trying to bully and command, she seems more laid back and level headed. Of course that could all be a farce. A mask to hide the true predator. I've always been the gullible one to give someone the benefit of the doubt though so I decide to give her a smile and see where it goes. When she extends her hand, I lean up to take it, my grip not so firm as others but I'm at least trying. As she moves to make room on the bench, I get up and take a seat beside her, though not close enough to make myself uncomfortable. I still don't know what she is, after all. I take another look at the woman's features. So exotic, so unusual around these parts. You can tell she's not from around here, or at least, her lineage isn't. Beautiful, though. I feel the green threads of envy already. She tells me that she's not a wolf but not a fox like me either. I raise my brows in curiosity. I want to ask what she is but something tells me she's not going to give me a straight answer to that. She does talk differently but maybe it's just an accent. She starts speaking then, talking about the city and the people in it. I tilt my head. Slither? Finally I answer, trying to choose my words carefully. "Yes, it is quite big. I don't really know that many people here. Where are you from if you don't mind me asking? You have quite the accent." I smile innocently enough. I'm genuinely interested in her. I don't have many friends. Maybe she could become one?  |