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
my soul has never led me wrong
Posted on November 17, 2015 by sorcha
there are as many truths as stars in the sky, and everyone of them different
perhaps that is the only real truth
It was a risky move to align herself with creatures of the supernatural, even if she was one. She wasn't altogether knowledgeable about other species, having only learned a vast store of information about weres from having built up the courage to proposition those on the Ark for a place to sell her potions. Most of them were not bad, preferring a more animalistic lifestyle. Their choice, but she prided herself on her control over her own emotions. How strange must it be to always feel so out of tune with the world. She knew even less about vampires and while he grinned at her in that mischievously evil way a curiosity burned within her. It would take not feeling as if she was about to be bled out before she would pester him, that was for sure, but Sorcha was a woman who needed to know things. Who thrived on learning. Some questions could simply not be ignored.
For now her expression is hardened. She is ready for whatever may come, the ground trembling beneath her, eager to respond to the slightest desire for her. It was oddly empowering. It had been so long since she had summoned forth the life force of the earth, preferring subtler arts of potion making to the elemental magic. There wasn't much use for it anymore, not in a city at least, but it was a relief to know that it was still there. That she could still protect herself, even if it was not as effective as some powers.
A doubtful expression crosses her face, her lips pursing slightly as she stares him down but gradually the trembling subsides. It was true - he could have already killed her and been done with it. That meant nothing though since there were always those who enjoyed playing with their prey. Still, it is his next words that capture her attention and perks her up, her eyes flaring with a sort of excitement.
(We can do another thread soon if you like :))
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