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
Sailor is just a Sailor.
Posted on October 12, 2022 by Sergio Neves
"Ahh yes! Like being back on the high seas again; Warmth of the sun. The smell of the Ocean. Sounds of seagulls! It just doesn't get any better!"
Sergio found himself in the not so safe part of town, but it was the one place that he could feel a tug from. His smile was so jovial that it could light up a room, or even a dim area engulfed by the darkness of Night. From where he was standing, he could see that infamous "Noah's Ark" from the portion of the pier he was on. Chocolate eyes flicked all around him and in those orbs was reflected a great joy.
"Bah! Who cares if this little area is something unsavory! As long as I'm here by the ocean for a time, I'm a happy guy!"
Sergio would chuckle to himself, fixing his leather vest. Which in the process of this, he'd notice that one of the buttons on his shirt was undone.
"Damn it all. You're too busy sounding the equivalent of a rabble and you didn't bother to fix the extra button that was down."
Sergio was anything but modest, especially when it came to showing his very toned chest and body. But this was an open space. Have a little more courtesy, Neves!
As time would slowly pass, as it always would when in regards to him being near the Ocean, the Fae would find himself starting to pace back and forth. Lips pursing a touch while he started to think about one of his greatest voyages across the sea.
"Sheesh. The trip across the Spanish Sea was something remarkable. Granted we were stopped by the Spainards but this silver tongue of mine did come in handy."
Sergio chuckled as he came to a stop and doubled over just a bit with his hands in his pockets.
"Oh goodness. And then the First Mate was so confused about what just happened that he ended up just going down below deck to have a drink of rum!"
And there was that jovial laugh the Brazilian was known for; So full of life and vibrancy. Much like his personality. One could really say that Sergio was just the embodiment of pure joy and making the most of a situation.
"Well. I wonder if I'd be stumbled upon out here since I'm being so loud. Company does sound nice."