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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.

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.243.3Posted On February 20, 2018 at 8:40 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

Raven could recall what it was like to wear those heavy chains. Those cuffs that enclosed around her ankle and wrists had a lot of weight too it. It’s true that the weight could have been from the type of metal those chains were created, but they affected the poor girl mentally more than physically. Instead of living in a bedroom with a comfortable bed, carpeted floor, windows draped, and a sense of comfort, she was raised in something quite different. Her bedroom was more like a prison cell. The bar door was something she could not open herself. Always it was locked when she entered. The young woman had to wait until they would allow her to leave, be it to go to school, or give her a bit of time of ‘play.’ The window to her bedroom was large, but covered in bars as well. She had a bed, but it was just a metal slab with a blanket and pillow. She had access to a desk where she could do her homework or read a book. When she was good she was allowed to stay in that room. However, when she behaved poorly, that is, when her other half came out she was forced to stay within a cage that exposed her to the elements. Her pack believed that she deserved to be locked up within a cage in order to confine that feral side of her. And when being within that cage wasn’t enough certain members of her pack inflicted additional pain through abuse. Those heavy chains helped her stay down as they did what they wished, the lupine unable to flee or retaliate. Raven knew exactly what those chains felt like, and after all these years, she could still feel their weight even when they weren’t there to begin with.


Blue-grey eyes remained closed as the lupine slowly began to wake up. She could hardly recall where she was or even what had occurred. It was when she lifted her forepaw did she feel something heavy. For a moment she went still. That familiar weight brought back those haunting memories that constantly crept up at night when she slept. Slowly she lifted her dial taking a look at her surroundings. She was somewhere familiar and not quite familiar. Her eyes narrowed as she slowly attempted to get up on all fours, those chains dragging along the ground, getting a bit tighter. Swinging her head back and forth she looked around, noticing that she was within some sort of cave. Confused she took a step forward, but stopped when she heard how loud the chains were, as they scraped against the rocky surface below. Annoyed she huffed and barged forward, ignoring the chains, as she made her way to the mouth of the cage. Grey-trimmed ears pointed forward as she saw two Dark Hunters lying curled up against a small, dying, fire. Seeing how they were deep asleep she looked along their sides, finding that one of them held the very object she hoped to find. Using her telekinesis she focused on the key that held from one of the Dark Hunter’s belt, gently slipping it through its holder, and once free causing the object to zoom towards her. Gently her tail swayed side to side as she focused on getting the key into the lock, turning it around and around until she could feel those chains unlock.


Shaking herself out of those chains the wolf moved forward from the mouth of the cave, focusing now on the next step to get her out of this trap. Raven could hardly remember what occurred the night before, but it was obvious something happened. There was a reason why she was here in the woods by her lonesome. Last night she was not going to spend the time with her pack rather she had another task to perform, but what it was escaped her. Each time she thought about it she was answered with an agonizing throb of pain in her head. It didn’t matter at this point. All she needed to do was run back towards her home, and maybe there she might be able to find out why she was there in the first place. Unfortunately, she didn’t have much time to figure out her escape, because the two Dark Hunters were starting to stir themselves awake. Quickly the peculiar colored lupine darted out from the mouth of the cave, attempting to leave those hunters in her wake. Swiftly the she-wolf ran through the woods, darting in a zig-zag manner, attempting to lose them. She could hear them yelling behind her as she kicked up her speed, trying to do her best to get away from them. Finding herself exiting the woods and into the clearing the lupine ran as quickly as she could, feeling the Dark Hunters hot on her heels. Whatever sort of power they had, they were capable of catching up to her far too quickly than any normal Hunter. Up ahead she noticed there was some sort of large figure lounging around. Concerned that it may be an innocent bystander she changed her direction, attempting to bypass them. The last thing Raven wished to do was to get another involved in this sort of chase. As she turned she felt something slam into her two front legs causing the poor woman to dive and fall into the ground. A sharp yelp was released as the lupine panted heavily, blue-grey eyes shifted downwards as she noticed her two front legs being forced and locked together by bolas. Looking upwards she noticed the two Dark Hunters shouting and coming closer. Black lips pulled back to reveal her sharp teeth as she remained on the ground unable to get herself up.


Raven Clocksworth.
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