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 March 12, 2015 by Blaire Brink
West




Blaire didn't need to read the vampire's mind to know what she was thinking. Her fear was painted clearly across her face and in the way her body tensed and pushed against her skin. She wondered what it would be like to run her nails down that flawless skin, to rip apart the woman outside as well as in. She wouldn't kill her, at least not for quite some time, because she never threw something away until it was more broken than what was considered fun. For humans that point came a lot sooner than it would for other creatures that had supernatural blood in them. It was one of the reasons why she quite enjoyed playing with others of her kind, they were the hardest to break, but when they did it was the most rewarding. There was nothing like the rush she got from a vampire asking for its final death, and only sometimes did she oblige.

She continues to taunt the red-head, moving closer to where it looked from the outside as if a lover was going to embrace the one they loved. In a way it was similar, but it was also very different. The embraces that Blaire had in mind weren't the kind you wanted from a lover, oh no, the ones she had in mind were the embraces that rest within someone's darkest nightmares. That is what she enjoyed more than anything, making someone or something feel as if they are living within their nightmare, living within a hell more twisted than that described in some old tome.

Her smile was still cruel, but she kept a step or two away from the vampire, curious to see what her instincts told her to do. It was then she saw that small pivot before the woman took off in a direction that was thought to be safe from the likes of Blaire. A quiet laugh passed and she let the vampire get a head start, but after a few seconds she darted off as well. She knew this side of the city just like she knew Bassie's mind, so instead she took a short-cut that would send her right into the path of her Strawberry.

It didn't take long for her to see the beautiful woman move closer to her, and as if appearing out of thin air Blaire stepped in the woman's way. Her hand shot out, aiming for that pale flawless neck, because now there was no way of escaping. With a disturbing giggle she pulled the still nameless woman closer to her, their eyes locking and she tried to reach into her mind. It didn't always work that quickly, so she never assumed that would be what subdued her victim. Her grip remained tight and her head tilted as she continued to try to find that little door within those beautiful eyes that needed a good hard kick to take her into a hopefully fear-filled mind.

"Leaving so soon? But I have so many fun games we can play. Come on, Strawberry, let me play with you."


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