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

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Posted on January 05, 2015 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
West


Well if there was a primitive way of explaining the roles of what a man and a woman were supposed to do then Tobias' explanation was a pretty good example. Not that it was an awful statement, but it was simple and basic, not necessarily a bad thing. That innocent grin that lightened his features made the curly-haired woman sigh in defeat, one hand reaching up and patting him on top of the head â€" like any mother would do to their child as if they didn't want to destroy their belief. Really the last thing she wanted to do tonight was set him off edge and allow him to enrage himself into a tantrum. For a moment those blue-grey eyes lingered on his own chocolate gaze searching for any sign of that familiar amber tint within them, just in case during this calm moment his other side wanted to come out again. When nothing changed her hand would gently slip from the top of his forehead, behind his ear scratching it for a moment, just how he likes it before she turned around. Placing her hands on her hips she shook her head as she tried to assess the damage and figure out which thing she could fix first. Most of the broken items needed to be tossed out and already the night was getting far too late. Many of the workers and patrons had left, the Ark locked up for the night, and she could already feel her own body begging for her to rest. Yet if she could just finish one thing perhaps she would have less to do the next day. While she attempted to fix his dresser she was shocked and surprised with the forceful sudden grip of her shirt as she spun around her lips meeting his own. It was extremely rare in these moments of the two being intimate with one another. To her she felt the male was taking things slow learning that all of this was new, especially after he found out about her dislike of males or his fast-paced ability to making cubs. Either way she always treasured these precious moments when he was willing to be affectionate. As he broke the kiss and spoke of comic book heroes a delighted smile appeared on her face.

"You like superheroes? I should introduce you to the Wolverine...you will like him I think."

Really it wouldn't surprise her if her companion enjoyed seeing a fully engulfed raged male have the capability of releasing gigantic claws from his hands. Although perhaps she should keep in mind that maybe that wasn't the ideal the boy should be watching. After all it was difficult enough to keep the boy from being half-cat in public. It was hard enough to keep him hiding his ears, even if he look adorable especially when clutching his tail, and yet that was not allowed when they walked amongst their weaker counterparts. Hearing his snickering allowed the girl to throw him a quirky smile, completely at ease now that the boy was in a more humorous nature. Settling herself on his other side she would curl up, facing him and allowing her form to mimic his own, fitting like a puzzle piece. Tilting her head upwards to look at him again she spoke softly in agreement.

"We'll sleep now...but tomorrow we'll clean and fix this place up...so Tetra won't get mad and maybe I'll make you steak and eggs?"

Seeing that crooked grin appear on his dark handsome features made her return a shy smile, knowing all too well that the promise of food would defuse whatever disagreement he had about cleaning his room...and reminding him of Tetra's attitude to his destroyed room seemed to help as well. Grabbing the blanket she pulled it up over them, yawning slowly as she felt the familiar warmth and security she felt when she was at his side at night. Using her telekinesis she turned the light switch off, stealing a quick kiss on the forehead before settling her head back down again. As her eyes closed and thoughts of cleaning gradually fade away, she managed a soft murmur as sleep took her away.

"Goodnight Tobi."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven