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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

weep for yourself, my man166.137.136.33Posted On January 31, 2018 at 5:24 PM by malek ackerman

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Malek is content to listen to Tetradore, his head dipping in acceptance. It wouldn’t be the first time the man had used his powers for such things, though, he hardly cared to use it that way. As Malek attempts to piece together why this coven would want Damon’s bride, he’s not entirely prepared for the way Damon lunges at him. Steel eyes widen slightly as he sidesteps away from the man, narrowly avoiding him. If he had been any closer there might have been a wound he would be tending at the moment, and yet, Malek was lucky. The vampire merely blinks at the enraged man, listening to his snarling in all its glory. He supposed he would have been the same if he had someone like Isolt. Malek hardly replies, not wanting to infuriate the man more as he seems to physically shake with such rage that courses through his body. Instead, he continues his discussion with Tetradore, though the vampire is wary of Damon now and keeps an eye on him. What he didn’t need was to be going home wounded and hungry.

The scent of blood drifts through the air as he turns his steely gray eyes back on Damon, noting the trickle of blood that so seeps from his lip. It was Damon’s explanation of the prophecy that has Malek pausing, his brows furrowing as he racks his brain. For a man that loved history… he had never heard mention of this prophecy once. He supposed it wasn’t that farfetched that he simply had never heard it before. Still, he would tag along, simply because he wanted to find Chizue, not for this woman he had never met. As he makes a lighthearted remark, he sighs as Damon snaps at him, clearly his jolly good nature would do no good here. Shrugging his shoulders, he glances over at Tetradore and falls silent, not wanting to be snarled at again. As they begin to piece together a plan, Damon all but demands they follow him, and follow him is just what they do, exiting that tent, he trails behind the fellow vampire as he leads them to a vehicle.

Malek hardly hesitates as he quickly slips into the back seat, not caring to sit next to the man and instead leaves it open for Tetradore. Let the were-creature deal with the enraged vampire. The revving of the engine has Malek blinking at the back of the man’s head, though he’s silent for the time being, allowing his mind to wander to Chizue, worry gnawing at his gut. He had grown to care for her in their short time together and yet, he still hardly knew her. Why would a witch coven take Chizue? Frowning, he rack his brain from their conversations and there was not one thing he could think of that would make Malek think she was in danger.



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