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 a veil; vice a mask


Posted on August 23, 2015 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
West
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They say the past is what helps define you. If that is true at all then Raven wished she could forget her memories of her childhood. Perhaps then she wouldn't be as timid or distrusting with others. Maybe she wouldn't keep to herself all the time and be a stickler about following rules. Maybe she might be a little flexible and a tiny bit more adventurous. The walls she had built for herself were slowly coming down thanks to Tobias' constant chaotic influence. In no way would she had helped steal anything in her life or take a monster truck for a joy ride. Sure she was terrified during those ordeals, but in the aftermath she felt a bit happier having gone through it. At the Ark she had no interest in joining the fighting ring afraid to put herself in such a dangerous position. But after their first team fight together she felt a bit more confident and more self-aware in what she could do. Yet all that success and small steps of dismantling her wall were dashed away thanks to Frost.



It was not her intentions to leave the Ark. She hadn't stepped paw or foot outside the safety of the cargo ship. Ever since the attack she assumed that Frost would be lurking in the dark alleyways to attack her once again. He had not bothered to acknowledge or respect pack territory and had broken more than one rule that night. She knew she had to venture out of the Ark, eventually, but she wanted to take her time. The pack hunt she was ordered to attend felt far too soon for her comfort and yet she had to obey and she was going to try and take small steps out of the Ark...to get comfortable for the hunt. However, her spotted companion felt that tonight would be the perfect night to get her completely out of the Ark. What better way to get her out than to chase him? Tobias had taken one of her favorite books, knowing he could destroy it very easily, Raven felt she had to rescue her book from his clutches.



The peculiar lupine was running quickly through the dark alleyways following her companions scent. Grey paws silently pounded the uneven payment as she hurriedly followed his invisible trail hoping that he wasn't somewhere yanking the pages of her beloved tome. Grey- trimmed ears pricked forward at all the familiar sounds that went on in the West: the men from the docks loading and unloading various items from the boats, the shouts of laughter from various patrons that slithered into their hidden favored establishments, and the growls or various animal sounds from the Weres that made their way to the Ark. As she moved quickly she noticed a female unaccompanied with a group of peculiar males that were standing underneath a light pole with the light flickering. Concerned for the female she got off her track and walked quietly up towards her noticing as she got closer that the scent was unfamiliar - the wolf not having met a fairy before. Unsure if she would be a threat or not Raven would use the shadows to swirl around her ebony pelt as she came to a halt a few feet away from the female with her head cocked to the side in an inquisitive manner her voice gently prodding into the girls head.




"Why are you here all alone?"


"talks like this"

Raven


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