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 believe in the things that i'm afraid to say Davante and Finley


Posted on September 06, 2015 by Scarlett Trivale
West

Scarlett Trivale

This is not the end of me.
This is the beginning.

Scarlett was beginning to submerge herself into this city whether she wanted to or not. There was a sickness that lay beneath it, a hidden darkness she had only just uncovered. The petite Werewolf was trying hard to keep out of it, to let it be someone elses problem, but it would eventually grab a hold of her. She had survived much in her life, beat the odds more than once, and so she was not about to let this city take her out. The threat of dark hunters and other beings that wished her harm lay behind every corner, but she was strong, far stronger than them. Deep in her mind, the blonde knew she couldn't continue on alone. Instinct told her that she needed a pack, friends, anyone by her side to keep her from becoming another casualty.

Making friends was harder than Scarlett had always believed it to be. She was a friendly soul: good, kind, easy to get along with. For whatever reason though, most of the people in this city had a rough edge to them that took a little bit longer to get passed. She was working on both Nadya and Frost with Frost being the more difficult of the two. Whatever the case, the small girl was making progress. Baby steps for sure but they were better than standing completely still. Nadya had a distinct distrust of wolves, but Scarlett was beginning to show her that wolves were good creatures. Frost on the other hand had built up the whole god damn great wall of china around himself, and so she was going to become a Hun and climb over it if she had to. Both would come around eventually, this she was sure of. She was too stubborn to let them not.

Today she moved through the west side of the city, one of the more dangerous areas. She seemed to glide effortlessly through some of the more questionable areas that people would keep out of, but she knew she could not fear or they would eat her alive. The west side was home to the pack Nadya had spoken of and Frost had warned her about, and so she wanted to see it in order to see if this place was where she may want to live one day with the pack. She had seen a few illegal things happening, but it really hadn't fazed her as she moved passed questionable alleys. It was a nice fall day, a good time to be out here, much safer than night she was led to believe. Emerald eyes scanned the graffiti marked buildings, trying to find something to interest her.

And find something she did. A shop pulled her attention as she continued to wander. She stopped before it, looking at it curiously. It wasn't much to behold but it did get her interest and so she wandered into the store called Arsenal, clearly a weapons shop but still. There didn't appear to be anyone inside so she peered around a bit, emerald eyes taking in the multitude of weapons. Some of them were fascinating, they appeared to be enchanted. She could feel the magic this shop held and quietly wondered if maybe it was owned by a witch or some other magical creature.

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