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
the stars in their orbits
Posted on May 15, 2014 by NADYA
and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon
Tetradore's paranoia when it came to the people they came across in town seemed unjustified in this moment. Whatever he was still hiding Nadya didn't know and couldn't fathom something that the three large cats couldn't take down together in the first place. The woman before her was deemed harmless and as such Nadya moved completely away from the protective barrier of rubble to greet her properly.
"As long as you have teeth then you can still do some damage. What kind are you anyways?"
She didn't have the nerve to tell the woman that what she did would have been considered child's play with her pack mate, not wanting to risk scaring her off already. There was a certain protocol with being a Were that you didn't ask what another was, it was a personal question that was like asking someone what color underwear they were wearing, but Nadya's curiosity outweighed her social graces. Her footsteps hardly made a sound as she slid by the woman back down the path of the warehouses, watching her to see if she would follow as before.
"I'm Nadya by the way. Would you like some coffee? I was just heading to the café. I can't go back without getting coffee and some food."
The coffee was for her, to keep her morning nerves from strangling Tobias, and the food was for him to distract him if only momentarily. She didn't really know why they butted heads so much, she usually got along with just about everyone, but for some reason his feral ways still rubbed her wrong. He was much more amicable in his feline form but that did nothing to ease his instincts. Nadya was determined to one day to take on the project of teaching him but figured it was going to be like Jane teaching Tarzan and would take a lot of patience...and a lot of coffee. Nadya's thoughts had drifted off as they so often do, coming back to reality once remembering she wasn't alone, or rather that she wasn't supposed to be alone anymore. She slowed in her strides to ensure the woman was following. Her bloodline may have been Alpha, a leader that demanded following but she was also young and didn't draw that power to the surface very often.
"What brought you here anyways?"
Everyone had a past, whether simple or traumatic, Nadya always enjoyed listening to the stories of people's lives.
Nadya Tetradore
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