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

the stars in their orbits


Posted on May 26, 2014 by NADYA
West
and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon



Tobias' trials and tribulations with the crowd and the overwhelmingly foreign environment was lost on Nadya, her eyes shut and lost, consumed in the music and the feeling of the man's hands on her hips, the heat from his body against her back as he had moved behind her as they danced. Her eyes flew open though as Tobias' voice finally registered as a far off sound, determined as always to dampen the fun, her body ceasing its movement only moments before the man she was dancing with was flung from her. "Tobias, stop, what are you doing?!" Although she felt bad for the man she offered him no help, instead stunned frozen as she looked away from the fallen man to Tobias. "I don't care if you don't like it! At least he dances with me!" Her voice had taken on a whole new shrieking scolding register never used before with him, disbelief and frustration lacing every sentence. Tobias hadn't just said she shouldn't be dancing with him but that he didn't want her doing that to other men, implicating a form of already being claimed which would have been confusing to any woman. Tobias had only just earlier in the night gotten over his large disdain of touch and would never dance with her so his problem with her being with a guy was beyond her, she was not his in blood by family or mate. Even though the music didn't cease, the bodies around them had begun to drift a larger circle around them, curious eyes waiting for a scene to behold and gossip about later. Nadya was finally gaining composure again, about to move away from Tobias when she was yanked up and over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

It was perhaps something anyone in her family would have done had they seen her dancing as she was, as close to that man, simply tossed her over and carried her from the building, though Tobias' reasoning was slightly different and he didn't exit the building either. Nadya's shriek of surprise was replaced by protest, one fist smacking at Tobias' back in anger, at this moment disliking his new obvious non-issue of touch, her other hand had to fly up to her chest to ensure she didn't just fall out of her top, Tobias not understanding that it was mostly gravity having been keeping her chest in the outfit and now with it off balance she was more likely to be far too revealing. "Put me down!" Her punching paused momentarily, taking in the slimy tail poking out from Tobias' back pocket in confusion before wrenching it out, her face contorting in disgust, "What is this?!?!" She flung at the pressing crowd before resuming smacking at Tobias, "Gods, why are you so weird, why can't you be normal?!"

Nadya saw the man she had been dancing with quickly come up on their heels, having gathered himself enough and apparently determined that he should get back the young woman. "Hey!" His voice called after them, taking large strides to move around to Tobias' side, reaching out to grab at his shoulder angrily. In any other situation Nadya probably would have warned anyone not to grab Tobias and not to try and hit him either, but in her current state of being manhandled and not in a good way, she was willing to let someone have a crack at it. The man smelled funny anyways so she figured he possessed whatever supernatural species power of accelerated healing to deal with the consequences. There was some satisfaction in Nadya's eyes as she watched the man draw up a fist and lunge it forward towards Tobias' face.

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