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

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Posted on November 26, 2015 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West
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An exasperated sigh left the were-creature's lips at the innuendo that she had so perfectly set up for him - it was a trap that he had quite nearly fallen into before his words died upon his lips. He was all too aware of the gleeful simper that crossed her feminine features, quite clearly overjoyed at the fashion at which her wordplay had coaxed such crude insinuation. Usually, such vulgarness was not beyond him, and were she just another visitor within the Ark, Tetradore would have happily engaged in her banter. As it was, she was still the sister of a client - a new one at that. As much as Tetradore refused to verbally admit it, he wanted this business transaction with Davante to go well. The man hardly lingered on his notion of what was perceived as professional, instead quite abruptly shifting the conversation to what he had deemed as an acceptable alternative for their time rather than focusing upon the cube he'd brought. He had expected in some fashion or another that even these attempts to be civil with her might result in an adventure of it's own - her response to his inquiry momentarily suggesting such was in store for him.

Tetradore had anticipated that she might drag him into some fine dining establishment that was surely out of his social standings. What he had received, however, was another matter entirely. Her good natured demeanor hardly seemed to falter, even in the light of his ineptitude when it came to such decidedly mundane social activities such as taking a girl out to dinner. "Well, that's very gracious of you." He responded, the corner of his lips twitching in the smallest of simpers. A bar and a hamburger seemed entirely within his capabilities and frankly he was quite relieved by her choice in establishments. He followed the young woman out the door with naught a word of protest. Instead, Tetradore settled on the sidewalk in front of the obscure building, allowing the woman the chance to lock up whatever needed to be secure before their departure - if anything. After all, Davante already invoked strange business practices. Maybe leaving the front door unlocked and unmanned was one of such things? Not that Tetradore was one to judge.

It was the syllables of a rather rarely spoken word that drew Tetradore from his silent contemplations, his emerald eyes immediately shifting over his shoulder towards the figure of the young woman. There was perhaps only two people who called him by his given name. Very few indeed even knew it. It was a secret that he carefully guarded, one that he revealed only on his own time to those few he cared of - though the entire concept seemed to be lost upon his sibling entirely. It led him to wonder how she knew it, and what else she happened to know of him. He paused for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed as he considered the woman in front of him. He cleared his throat, his gaze drifting down the street momentarily, "In public, I prefer Tetradore - otherwise, it's up to you." He commented, shoving his hands in his pockets. His gaze shifted back towards her before he inquired, "Ready to go?"

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