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
Ashton was nervous about telling her how attracted he was to her. He wasn't sure why, though. She was an attractive woman and he had been told he was good looking. Perhaps it was the feeling of rejection that made him scared. He didn't want to lose her as a friend, but he was quickly realizing just how much their relationship was changing. He wasn't happy with just friends. He wanted more...and that terrified him.
But when she told him that the feeling was mutual, he felt as though he had released the breath he didn't know he was holding. It was like relief washed over him, cleansing him and telling him not to worry. It was freeing...even if she didn't understand what she was doing to him.
He had never really had someone he was interested in and never really had any close guy friends that he could go to. He didn't really know where to go from here. Did he let it be awkward? Ruin the friendship? Did he just ask her out? He was so inexperienced that this whole thing was horribly uncomfortable for him.
When she spoke, he looked up to her with a nervous grin. "No offense, Malia..." He started before his voice trailed off. "...I don't want to just hang out. I want to date you." He wanted to take her to dinners, to spend hours at the arcade losing to every game she challenged him to. He wanted to just sit next to her and watch TV or talk long into the night. He wanted more than just hanging out and avoiding how he felt about her. He wanted more.