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 in their orbits
Posted on December 10, 2015 by NADYA
and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon
It tore Nadya up to tell Tetradore about Frost's invitation into his pack. She didn't want her brother to think she had chosen the stallion over him. Never had she wanted to leave him. A family pack was much stronger in their bond than one unrelated. However, there was no denying that in their older age the personalities of the Alpha-minded individuals clashed. So when those lyrics left her mind to announce to the pack, her steady gaze easily picked up the way her brother's body language changed. That guarded hurt she had seen in his eyes when she had told him she was pregnant. At least there wasn't fury in it this time too.
Nadya was briefly distracted by Tobias' sudden stumble and approach, caught up in a net like some new fashion statement. Irritation prickled her skin momentarily, preparing herself for the accusation demanding she could not do something he saw unfit...only to be caught blindsided by his questions. "That's not it. We would still be family but I would live with someone else. Just because I'm in a different pack doesn't mean Tetra stops being my brother or you stop being the twin's father." Her ebony cranium shook quickly as if to erase the path that the conversation was going down as Raven joined in on it. "I didn't say yes." She didn't say no either.
The twins toddled after the adult's figures back to their mother's perched form to mew and bat at her legs and tail. Nadya hardly paid them any mind, her golden orbs fixated on her brother. It felt like a lump was lodged in her throat at his words...his permission. He held her here as much as she held him though other variables seemed determined to create a rift in that. "I'm going to take Micah and Izzy back home." She rose abruptly to all fours, hastily changing topics to avoid having to dictate to her brother the pros and cons that rattled in her mind about Frost's offer. It was her burden to bare. Nadya dipped her cranium to nudge gently against Tetradore's chin in affection. "I will leave you to your peace dear brother. When you are feeling up for the hunt just let me know and I will have a sitter for the twins so we can track that buck." Her jowls parted, scooping Micah up by the back of the neck, and with a last glance to Tobi and Raven turned about and scaled back down the side walkway using her tail as a low flicking lure for Izzy to follow.
Nadya Tetradore