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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask


Posted on February 18, 2015 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
West


It did not occur to her for a moment that she was doing something that would appear annoying or wrong. If anything she was attempting to do the complete opposite. Being a new member within a small pack allowed her to figure out just what her purpose could be. Never before had she been able to actually do something beneficial for her own pack. So, when she waited patiently for someone, other than Tobias, to tell her what her role was or what she was supposed to do to help the pack she was left with silence. The absent Second, Nadya, barely showed up in the warehouse and when she did there was no order from her. Tobias gave her nothing but frivolous demands that were supposed to be beneficial to him and although she would follow every ridiculous thing...it wasn't what she wanted. Being Tobias's babysitter wasn't a role she was sure she was supposed to follow. When Tetradore did not say anything to her she stayed quiet and made sure to stay out of his way. But she could only stay quiet for so long...she was simply too eager to at least do something...well and she was a bit uneasy to even be around her Alpha.

It wasn't because he had seen her naked. Okay so...a part of it was the fact he had seen her naked, BUT, she was easily intimidated by him. Being connected to others was not simple for her, it was complicated, and it was something she didn't have a whole lot of experience in. The only Alpha she ever had was the one that had given the claw marks on her face, a few more physical marks along her lithe frame, and countless of emotional and mental scars that shredded her every being. So, she couldn't be blamed for not really being close to her new Alpha and not being so 'accepting' of his presence or with any friendly touch. Each time she asked him not touch her in his panther form he ignored it and kept at it, and when they were human working in his office she made sure to do everything she possibly could to not accidentally touch him. When she was around him she felt like she was nothing more than a bump on a log, a useless member, which led her to asking if he needed help in the office. Doing that particular mundane task was actually rewarding and it gave her a sense of 'purpose' as stupid as that may sound, but she finally got her answer. Office Assistant. Her role could be worse...oh so very worse, and she was quite content to fulfill this role.

Working in the office allowed Raven the chance to be close to her Alpha in a manner that seemed normal, it was enough to stroke that side of her that wanted to make her leader happy â€" a trait that all pack members are driven to have. Yet she wanted to provide him with something else. Which was the very reason why she was here in the first place standing at his threshold. Blue-grey eyes narrowed when she focused in on the paper he was holding in his hand, and with a soft sigh and a shake of her head she kept her mouth shut. The contract was perfectly fine â€" loopholes discovered and fixed â€" and really she felt that he was overworking the document far too much. Yet she did not want to anger him, even though she had not even seen him angry with her in the first place, she didn't want to speak up. Instead she wanted to show him something she had been working on for a while. Seeing him step away from his desk and head her way, willingly, was such a pleasing thing that a faint twitch of a smile appeared on her mauled face. Turning on her heel she headed for the stairwell climbing down it and heading towards the secluded darker side of the ship, her hands shoving into her hoodie's pocket. It felt odd being in front of her Alpha and to make up for it she lowered her head, raising it up only when she got to the behemoth metal sculpture. This particular metal sculpture was quite massive as it took up the dark corner, the heights reaching to the top. The metal, various kinds, breached out sort of like twisted branches, each level different from the next. Some branches were flat, some were like tubes, others were twisted, and yet climbable, some stretched out long or short. Unknowingly to Raven, one could describe the device as steampunk. The entire thing was supposed to be a climbing object, or a simple hide away, or just a place to stretch muscle as the device gave a sort of challenge for any creature that wanted to scale it. Though really with the way it was built, one would find it impossible to climb. It was supposed to be something different for her aloof Alpha to use for what ever purpose he saw fit. Looking up at it before looking back at him a very small smile crept on her face, that quiet, soft voice held a wary sound of pride to it as she gestured to it.

"I wanted to show you this, it is supposed to be just for you. You can climb it different ways, consider it just another place to hang out instead of your office? Anything that can climb can get on it, and I doubt anyone would be willing to scale something as this. I made sure Tobias and no other creature that can climb got on it. I thought maybe you would just like something to do in your spare time, if you manage to get up at the top you can observe everyone below."

Returning her hands inside the pocket of her hoodie, her fingers would wring around one another, a nervous habit she always had. Quietly she waited for some sort of reaction not really expecting much. It was a simple nice gesture to give to her Alpha, something he could pass the time with.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven


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