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.
Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn
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.
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
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
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
Don't let the dark scare you He could feel his own adrenalin rising. This male surely wanted a fight. Despite not really wanting to fight he would Even if he had to attempt to fight someone who could out run him, there was always a way no one was invincible entirely. He may not be able to see him till he stops to attack but that will be all he needs. As his hand wraps around Azrael's wrist he see's the change in the hunters face, however; he let him force him backwards and soon into the room he had come from. His eyes watching him when he could see him as he was soon against the wall. He takes the punch to his face his nose bleeding. Then perhaps you shouldn't be holding stakes to peoples hearts if you don't want to be touched, you may be older and I will admit probably stronger then me , but do not under estimate me He says. When the male vanished again ray moved fast to the opposite side of the room. Two could play the speed game, yes he was faster but going too fast Ray assumed he would have a hard time keeping track of him if he used his vampire speed to counter him. So when he appeared (if he did) where he use to be he would rush back there and aim a kick for Azrael's shin before moving away. You really are asking for someone to find your weakness boy. I ain't like the others who will just attack blindly in a rage so I would be careful He said wiping his own nose with the back of his sleeve. Don't call me baby boy cause im neitherHe said. His eyes never leaving the male. r a y s a k m o r b i d THe Darkness withing out hearts Male/Vampire/25/Gay/Single |