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 December 24, 2015 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West
As peculiar as the concept of such a bizarre delicacy might seem, Tetradore had arguably eaten far worse. It was funny really, if he stopped to actually consider it. His animal half had little issues consuming raw meat from their hunts, regularly enjoying the carcasses of such beasts and yet, his human half turned up his nose at the sight of even candy coated bugs. "Is it?" He inquired at the girl's declaration, a surprisingly good natured simper dancing on his features. "Are you sure? Have you tried a chocolate covered bug that crunches every time you bight into it?" His eyebrows were raised, perhaps challenging her her assertion. At least, such had been his intention until she had decided that this should be an actual challenge. "And what do we win?" The man asked, perhaps a touch inquisitive if this game was truly worth his effort. Although Tetradore was perhaps competitive and rebellious by nature but he often failed to participate all together if he didn't see the task at hand worth his while. This was surely no different.

It was true that he carefully navigated the waters when it came to the truth of what he did. He had learned in one fashion or another that being entirely forthright all the time was not necessarily within his best interest. That said, he also had little fear of the police and from what he knew of her, he doubted very much that she would care one way or another how legit his business was, nor did he think his job would affect the girl's views on him. In fact, he suspected she might find it all the more appealing. A soft snort left his nose at the girl's inquiry, his head shaking side to side just enough to cause his locks to shift in front of his striking emerald gaze. "No, I wouldn't say so. But I also offer things they can't so I think my higher rates are worth it." There was a mischievous wink given to the young woman, but he hardly elaborated on the topic any further.

Instead, he reached out to take the carefully provided business card, his gaze briefly brushing over the front before he flipped it over to glance at the back, altogether memorizing the full name with relative ease. "Hm.." He commented softly at the girl's offer, glancing upwards at her wink. "Well....we might be able to make a fortuitous arrangement then." He added with a smile. "I have a Salvador Dali I've been trying to find a home for when it's buyer fell out and I'm in the market for an Aivazovsky. Any chance you might be able to help with either of those ventures?"
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