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
we took a hard left, but we're alright
Posted on March 21, 2021 by Carolina Grace Bedford
It was rare for the girl to feel so at ease in an unfamiliar environment, yet whether it was the stores inviting interior, the familiar smell of book pages waiting to be thumbed through, or the openly friendly face of the girl behind the counter or some combination of all three the feline felt instantly lighter as she returned the young woman's smile. She seemed to preen under the idea that Carolina had heard mention of her store through word of mouth, and why wouldn't she in a city such as this it was a testament to her skills as a shop owner. Carolina nodded with intrigue as she detailed how the store was her dream, laughing lightly at the child's fantasy of having a dragon within it as well.
The shift in the shop's owner was near visible as they got down to business, the girl's passion for the books within the depths of those shelves obvious as she led Carolina toward her own recommendations while inquiring about what she might like most to read. Her head nearly spinning at all the options put before her, each one sounding even more interesting than the last! It was so wholly enthralling to have someone speak with such fervor about a subject they so obviously enjoyed, and the southern woman found herself just happy to be along for the ride as she watched the slight girl pull a few of those mentioned books down.
Her steady stream of commentary seemed to pause only as she caught herself and self-consciously apologized.
She swiped a long, wavy strand of hair behind her ear habitually, chewing on her lip for a moment as she considered the best way to answer that question.
I can't be alone with all that's on my mind