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    The West

    The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a certain grunge 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, instead letting the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

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    Noah's Ark

    owned by Aiden Tetradore
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    Noah's Ark

    Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark appears to be little more than an abandoned cargo ship. 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.

    Owner Aiden Tetradore

    Co-owner Tobias Cain

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    Warehouse District

    Warehouse District

    The warehouse district rests just upon the harbor within the city. Many of the warehouses belong to corporate companies although some are used for less the legal means. Be careful when wandering this district at night for many groups meet within those dark, dilapidated buildings. There are also whispers of hard to obtain goods being sold behind those closed doors but you have to know who's who to get an in!

he'll only break your heart101.191.91.80Posted On October 16, 2016 at 1:17 AM by Tobias

It is Tetradore’s steadfastness alone that so sees Tobias settle in time, the panther remaining unmoving and indeed Tobias refuses entirely to be parted from his companion again, the boy bracing himself in turn against whatever onslaught he believes is surely about to come from the woman whose name and scent and image remains imprinted upon his brain with a near shocking force. His entire form seems to bristle readily, tail lashing about as lips pull back to expose his fangs in threat to that lifeless corpse as his mind so struggles with the realisation she remains unmoving- his form wrapping about his Alpha’s own in a gesture both protective and yet to- seeking that touch as he so rarely did from ay being, needing the pressure of the other man against him in that moment in an action born of little more than an instinctive need for the embrace of that bond they shared and had shared- for so many years. It is only once the spotted boy remains assured the vampire woman is dead that he allows himself to sit beside and against his most favoured of companions, neither wholly comfortable and yet both content enough in those moments as they merely sit. Tobias entirely capable of an understanding beyond those normal parameters in this moment that so calls for his silence in turn. Several moments passing before he seeks to ask that question those his gaze remains upon the body of the woman as he does. His understanding of death a limited thing and yet he understands its finality- as any predator surely does.

That press of the man’s mind against his own sees little more than a rumble rise within his throat in response, Tobias content to merely continue to allow his gaze to fixate upon her unmoving form, watching her body silently as he had done so often before in those hours in which the woman had slept and he had so eyed her with marked distaste. Why his companion has brought him here he hardly knows and yet there are some things even Tobias holds no desire to question, the boy shifting only as his companion does, his own golden gaze lifting upward to eye that coming dawn though his mind perhaps, fails to so make that connection Tetradore’s own has readily assessed. His brother’s request to so assist him in moving the body seeing Tobias lift to his heavy paws, padding forward now to follow his chosen Alpha’s lead and allow his jaws to part, grasping the leg of the vampire before beginning to haul her across that surface and towards the rising sun.

There is some sense of delight the boy finds in the very idea of burning the woman, Tobias as entirely as allured by fire as he was any other method of destruction- the boy so relishing any wholly destructive activity as his paws scrape against the surface, dragging the woman out to that place Tetra seemed to desire suitable before at last releasing her, stepping back to stand beside the panther once more.

“Will….she…explode? Are we…..going to…..eat it?”

Had they not, after all, so eaten that old Alpha within the Ark when he had died? Why they should waste good meat? Tobias so inclining his head to his companion, curious of this perhaps, after all there was a feeling of sorts, about this death that was decidedly different to that which had surrounded the bear they had so consumed together. Tobias so falling silent once more as those first rays of sun began to reach out to that body.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push


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