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
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
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Posted on September 30, 2015 by NICHOLAS GEISZLER
If Nick was laughing like a crazed man before, it was about to get even worse. He sees the taxi pull up, and out comes ... a fairy?!?! He's completely forgotten about the elderly man who severely wanted to kick his ass because now he had something even better to hold his attention. "Holy fuck it's the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio! Can you make me a real boy?" He has to grab his stomach he's laughing so hard now that he starts coughing and choking in his chair. "This is too much for me!" It's my cock-a-hoop day! Hell yeah!
He only stops laughing and slowing down as his coughing became worse and Ollie rudely ripped her hat off his head. In the process, she even accidently rips some hair out of his head. "OwwwWWWW!!?!?" He wanted to say something smart but he couldn't. He's not sure if the man had left because she had defused the situation and was certain she'd handle it now or he just wanted to go back to his room, but Nick just sighs and stares at her with a look of no emotion, his mouth half open like 'why' and rubbing his head. I really hate when she gets like this. He wanted to ignore her, but like a child who knew he was in the wrong, he gets up with a sigh and turns to the room, but not before grabbing her pink wig and quick stepping it inside and placing it on his own head. He finishing up the tea and throwing it like a basketball into the trash (thankfully he makes it in).
He does believe she'll flush his ipod down the toilet or destroy it, so that was the very first thing he runs to turn off and grab, holding onto it like his life depended on it. He's still wearing her pink glasses, too. "So where have you been, Rollie Pollie Ollie? Couldn't even leave me a note? You know it's my time of the month; don't worry, I have Midol." Of course he mean't the full moon and how unfortunate he wasn't able to fight the transformation; he had no choice. "You think I can spend this one inside here? I promise I won't destroy anything .. I might even sleep it off. You know I hate running around out in the woods. Plus, my luck I'll run into fucking Grizzly Adams and I'll end up on someone's wall. Please, please Mommy?!? I'LL BE A GOOD BOY, MOMMY! DON'T GET THE BELT!" He falls onto his knees and holds his hands like in prayer but he can't keep a straight face and starts chuckling again.
Just as quickly as he asks one question, he's onto the next topic like he has A.D.H.D. "Besides, I do need to pick up my medicine and you know I hate driving, soooooo? Can we walk to the Wal-Mart? And as customary, I wanna go out and party it up because after the full moon, I'm gonna have a rough week." Getting off his knees, he walks up to her and opens his arms, asking for a hug without actually asking, just implying. "Please ... please ... please .... please?" He puts out his bottom lip, gives the puppy face and waits.
