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
Stars Are Falling
Posted on October 01, 2015 by Oleander Tremayne
I tried hard to not laugh as he pretended to be heartbroken, though the slight curl at the corners of my mouth probably gave it away. I smiled full on once he turned to go get his stuff, and I walked to the kitchen, though there may have been the slightest little bounce in my step. I went about getting a glass of water as I listened to him tease me. "Maybe. Maybe I did meet someone, and maybe I'm not going to talk about it." I give him an ah ha smirk and take a big gulp of water. My eyes follow him though as he disappears around the corner, and I can hear him open the closet. I immediately become suspicious and make my way around to see what he's doing. Naturally, he was in my stuff. "Oi! Does that smell like your clothes, no, I don't think so." With one hand I snap the closet shut, but he's already sprinted off after his boots by this point.
"I dunno about tonight Nick, I've already been up for forever." I glance at him with a somewhat pouty expression, but to be honest I really liked the idea of calling up Amaya. I had her number in my phone, just waiting to be used. "Buuut, maybe." I shrugged and dazed out a bit, thinking of my sweet Captain, and this resulted in me jumping a bit as Nick shoved me, his nasty sweaty palm all over my face. "Man Child! Geez!" I teased, and caught myself well enough, and kept moving into the bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush and squirting some toothpaste on, I walked back out while brushing, and continued to watch Nick, now on my bed, cause his was apparently way too far away. "Stop nagging at me like an old lady, I'm not going smelling like a drunkard." I wasn't sure if he'd understood any of that past the foam in my mouth, but oh well. Turning back around I spit in the sink and rinsed my mouth. "OK OK I'm ready!" I hollard out at him. I hoped he hadn't sold anything too meaningful...I knew we were in a crappy spot right now, but I felt good about this place, and I really felt like things were going to get better.
Hurrying to the closet, I reached in and grabbed a dark blue denim jacket and slipped it on over my black shirt and poufy black skirt. I didn't care if I looked funny, everyone else can take a hike if they don't like it. I then slipped my black slip on shoes again and turned to smile at Nick. "Ready Freddy?!"
