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

with somebody to love me


Posted on August 19, 2014 by Felicity
West


She truly couldn't get tired of feeling this way, it was euphoria of a divine sort that she would have never been given if left to the humble prosperity of her family. True they were well to do in their own sort of way, they had given more than enough when she left to be sure she would make out alright on her own. Fickle people as they were they knew how to make a dollar stretch and were anything but poor now, thus when she turned her back on them so went her dowry with her, as well as much of what tied her there, like the Amish she was considered a shunned member which was just fine with her. Of course that dowry came in handy for a number of things, but sooner or later a job would be necessary, for now however she remained faceted in that moment. Where he touched, the cool sobered clench of his delicate hold, drew a fresh heat to the surface that was eagerly roused by the happenings of the club itself. She had her assumptions but suppressed them as they countered and remained soft and entwined among the droves of bodies around them. As he spoke in response to her query she nodded and took it all in, pondering, weighing in on that white smile of his and the arousal that came with her wickedly lengthy solitude. It had been some time since she had given any time to a relationship, none of which amounted to much of anything (which she wholly blamed her father's harem mindset for that...).

For now though, she put that aside.

Reaching down she took up a hand of his, the cold bracing against the soft warmth of her own startling her for a split second before she moved to pull him in tighter, placing her lips there against the curvaceous ridge of his earlobe. Casting a soft breath against its surface she smiled, a small almost insignificant smile, as she glanced over to the bar and carried her gaze over the bobbing heads all around them.

"Find me someplace exciting, but first, I need another drink."

She whispered, pulling away so suddenly that it seemed the imprint of his embrace clung tightly to her sides, leaving a lasting impression, weaving with an almost ethereal gait through the crowd before suddenly appearing before the bar and bartender. He gave her a long look which was returned with a less than sober chuckle, minding the request for second of what she had before but slightly heavier on the alcohol. She had some fair tolerance, of this she was brilliantly aware of, but she didn't want to be so sober as to not enjoy the evening as it came to her. When the glass was placed before her she took it up and shook off the excess that ran down the sides and chilled her fingers, sipping first to test the waters before taking longer drinks and turning away. Leaning back on the bar itself she searched over Damon, felt the familiar stir of wary nature that came with her second half before smiling again.

"If I like the place enough maybe I'll let you walk me home..."

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