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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
    1 employees

    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!

riding waves, playing acrobat50.171.49.175Posted On March 20, 2017 at 4:53 AM by henry tudor

Henry wasn’t sure he would ever be able to truly forgive himself. He felt so responsible for what he had done to Sterling. Despite his boyfriend’s last words to him being about his own well being, Henry fully expected the man to hate him once he regained full consciousness. But Henry wouldn’t know what Sterling thought of him for some time. He had no intention of going home to his boyfriend until he was able to control himself. He didn’t want to hurt anyone again.

But Henry had already decided that he would do whatever it took to ensure Sterling’s safety, even if that meant meeting up with Tetradore every full moon. He was glad the man took his joke with a light hearted chuckle. All that was happening was far too serious and Henry needed at least a little comedic relief. “Truthfully…I don’t remember a damn thing you told me. I’m lucky I got this far and found you.” When Tetradore had tried to talk to him, Henry was in such denial that he had chosen not to listen to anything he said. He would have rather enjoyed his whisky than bothered with listening to directions.

They moved on, walking towards an abandoned warehouse. As soon as Henry found out that they were going to be practicing shifting, he was immediately asking if the place was around people. Henry didn’t trust himself and he certainly didn’t want to put anyone else in danger. But Tetradore assured him that no one would get hurt, so he relinquished a sigh.

When they finally got settled, Henry had mentioned that he didn’t know how to shift on command. Tetradore’s answer had him cocking his head just lightly. All these new terms were slightly overwhelming and truthfully, Henry wasn’t sure what any of them truly meant. “My alpha?” It was safe to say that Henry had no clue that weres ran in packs run by an alpha…nor did it click that Tetradore was HIS alpha.

Once undressed, Henry looked up at Tetradore, expecting the man to explain what was about to happen. Instead, he just allowed the shift to take over Henry and in an instant, Henry’s body began to shift and change. Unlike every other time, it wasn’t nearly as painful and he didn’t feel as bad as he remembered feeling with the other shifts. Even the breaking and reforming of bones didn’t bother him.

And soon, the panther with the piercing blue eyes was staring at the other male. Instincts took over and in his form, the panther knew that he needed to assert his dominance over the space he now called his own territory. A roar of warning was sent towards Tetradore before he moved forward, claws thrashing out in an attempt to fight the male that was supposed to be his alpha…


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