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

i'm not that insane


Posted on January 06, 2015 by Blaire Brink
West




Blaire hated nights like this, nights where the only thing she could think about was her twin sister. She hadn't seen or her from her mirror image in years, she wondered what happened to her, and though she would never show or admit it she was worried. Her twin was the only person in this entire world she even trusted slightly. It was nights like this when she needed a distraction, at least for a few hours, so she decided to wander through the west side of the city. It was known for being dangerous and filled with all kinds of illegal wonders that made most of this place run. Being here only meant you were looking for some trouble, or that you were going to be someone's victim.

Victim, that was something she would never be again, she spent too many of her human years being victimized by this person and that through her life. She wasn't going to let that ruin the endless years that she had, no; instead she would be the one doing the hurting. It's how it has been for over sixty years now, and old habits truly died hard. Blaire wasn't afraid; she never let anything scare her no matter how terrifying it seemed to others. Hell, she was the one that people had bad dreams about and for good reason too. Mercy wasn't a word in vocabulary, she didn't even show her sister mercy before she lost track of her, and that was saying something.

Her tongue ran over slightly cold-chapped lips as she wandered through the other people wandering through the cold clear night. Her platinum blonde hair fell to the middle of her back in her typical messy waves, a couple strands framing her face. Her icy grey eyes were outlined in dark smoky hues that made her eyes pop; they were one of the most intriguing parts of her aside from all her tattoos. A deep crimson shirt rest upon her upper body, the top dipping slightly to hint at cleavage, and a black leather jacket rested over that. She wasn't cold by any means, she was a vampire, but she just loved the way that black leather looked on her. Her long shapely legs were covered by a pair of denim skinny jeans that disappeared into a pair of black heeled boots that stopped just below her knee. She didn't need the extra three inches the boots added, but she liked towering over her potential victims. She was a sight to behold, even with her surprisingly casual look; she still seemed dangerous, because that was something that rested in her eyes.

The smell of the all the different creatures that roamed filled her nose as she continued on her walk to nowhere. Her senses were on high alert, waiting for anything or anyone to really grab her attention and allow the animal within to rear its head. It was then she caught the scent of another vampire, this one smelled different to her, filled with human emotions. Icy eyes narrowed as she slowed her pace and scanned the people around, and then finally she saw her. A cruel smile appeared on her lips as she saw the red-head stop in the middle of the sidewalk and take a few unsure steps back. It was clear that this woman was looking for something, and Blaire was more than willing to be the thing she would end up finding. Using the speed of a vampire she quickly made her way through the others and found herself just a couple steps behind the woman. Her head tilted slightly as she watched her for a few seconds before taking a quick step forward. Her arm shot out and wrapped around the vampire's waist, and she pressed her own body tight against the woman's back. Lips were brought to her ear and she quickly inhaled enjoying the scent that swirled around them now.

"Well, well, look at what I've found. A little strawberry that's lost in a dark world."

A cold laugh passed her lips as she turned her face into the woman's hair and her grip tightened a little more. That signature cruel smile appeared back on her lips and she pulled her head back the slightest bit, curious as to what this one would do. She didn't seem like she had much fight in her, but then again so much could be discovered over time. Right now, Blaire was curious about this one, something about her just drew the animal to the surface, and right now she wanted to play.


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