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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!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On April 11, 2017 at 7:40 PM by Raven Clocksworth

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

It was ridiculous. Everyone was aware that there were unspoken rules within the Ark. One of the unspoken rules was that you do not touch Tobias without his permission. You simply don’t. If you do then you suffer the consequences. Currently the consequences was having your arm and hand being chewed on. Raven didn’t have sympathy for the man. He was dumb enough to attempt to pet a cat’s chest. Even humans weren’t dumb enough to pet their own feline companions. Gently her hands stroked the leopard, her tone firm, but gentle as she coaxed her ate to release the victim’s limb. It wouldn’t do them any good to have such a nasty mess near the bar, health hygiene and all that. That the other Were was attempting to dump a bucket of water on her spotted half would have truly made everything much worse than it already us. Surely the man would back down. At least she hoped her firm voice would help reason the man to admitting stupidity and simply go on with the rest of his night. The she-wolf didn’t like how others near them began to focus upon them, gently she leaned into him hoping that maybe his frame would block her view from others. His golden fur was quite soft even though she knew full well that his human skin was not as pleasant. The boy was in need of a shower, oh how she missed that pleasant smell. It was unfortunate that the man was not admitting to his stupidity.

The sound of her companion’s low growl was enough to help encourage the woman to have a little bit of self-confidence rise up within her. Though the lupine could feel another part of her seeming to ‘wake up.’ She was usually quite submissive and easy going. However, it had been far too long since she allowed herself to be swayed to her instincts. The Ark was her home and currently she was feeling threatened. A male had foolishly touched her mate and his agitation mixed with her own mate’s irritation was enough to trigger the primal part of herself. She was attempting to make peace. Everyone within the Ark was aware that out of all members within the pack she was quite the kinder one. Having a bad betting night? Approach her and she’d tell you who’d win, letting you get at least some money back. Trying to get rid of a bad memory? She was willing to pay for a few top shelf stiff drinks. Need to get patched up after a fight? Find her and she’d patch you up. Indeed Raven was far too much of a lamb than a wolf, and yet no one had ever given her reason to bare her teeth. So, to see the woman hold such a firm and yet low voice would be enough to cause others to watch and wait. It wasn’t like her to always be like this, to hold herself in such a manner, and yet the situation called for her to be, well protective.

Usually Tobias was responsible for starting and causing fights. Yet this time around he was not the one at fault. The woman did not flinch when the man folded his arms across his chest. Rather she remained absolutely still, her head not moving to lower. Blue-grey eyes remained locked upon his own dark eyes, not blinking at all. In the back of her mind she could feel the buzzing again. The adrenaline surrounding her was far too much. Folding arms across the chest meant it was a defensive stance. The man clearly did not feel comfortable with her mate, or herself, for that matter. He was attempting to put an invisible barrier between himself and them. This subtle sign was enough to encourage Raven to continue to stare at him, unmoving. There was no sympathy for him. None. Her voice, although firm, was still kind enough to hold a fair warning. A warning that if he should continue as he did then there would be severe consequences. The woman’s comment that Raven did not believe the man before her could take her leopard on, did cause the woman’s head to turn slightly in her direction. In an unflinching manner Raven slowly nodded her head, as if that silent confirmation would be enough to make the woman second guess. It would not do either of them well to take her mate on. When Tobias snarled behind her, she quickly placed a hand under his chin, stroking it gently as if to soothe him. No one else, save for Tetradore, could calm the man beside her...and it was best they all heeded her control.

It would seem that the man and his mate had a death wish. His desire to continue with the fight was enough for Raven to simply shut down, inwardly. Whatever happens it would be his fault. The question that they would back down was enough to cause her pink lips to pull back to reveal her teeth. Sure, they were not as fearsome as Tobias’, and of course they were human teeth, and yet it was a sign from her sub-species an answer that she would not be backing down. The chorus of the ‘fight’ chant did hurt her ears and yet she remained quite still. Hearing Tobias’ low summoning growl she followed him obediently, one hand touching the back of his neck, in a manner to calm him and soothe her own inner worries. She didn’t want to fight. She didn’t want to enter the ring. It had been so long since she had fought. What if she did terrible? It wouldn’t look good if everyone else in her pack was a talented fighter and she was some loser. And even though she was apprehensive about it, deep down, there was a part of her that was excited. There was a need she could feel of her other half wanting to come out, and for tonight she would oblige. The way the woman tossed her hair was enough to cause the woman to roll her eyes, not acting upon it. There was no reason to. She would suffer. Both of them would suffer. As she stood outside the ring she nodded to Jackal as she attempted to get in. It was endearing that her beloved mate was willing to take on two assailants on his own. That he was willing to protect her was enough to cause her heart to thrum, and yet, she would not allow it. He had done nothing wrong and so she would do what she could for him. She would fight.

The dismissal comment of her absence in the fight was enough to cause the she-wolf to throw a cold glare in their direction. As they began to change Raven would allow the shift to overcome her. It felt weird to be inside the ring again. Yet before she could get comfortable she watched as the opposing wolf headed towards Tobias. A low rumble could be heard coming from her chest. Her limbs snapped her form forward as she went for a full charge. Black lips pulled back as a nasty snarl ripped out, sharp teeth were exposed as she used her frame to run into the wolf’s shoulder to topple the girl to the ground. With the other lupine trying to get up, Raven already had the upper hand. Raven was already intending for her first attack to be brutal. Focusing solely upon the other lupine she dove her dial down, grasping one of the girl’s paw with her teeth. A sickening crunch could be heard as her teeth slammed into the other lupine’s paw, surely snapping it. Letting go of the paw she released another terrible growl, not hearing a sound from the crowd. This was not a typical fight. This was something different and it was obvious for every Were to feel that there was something dangerously off about the kind-hearted woman. Her voice held a cold tone as her words were pressed not only into Tobias' head, but into every other Were within the Ark, an impending threat.

"We make them pay. We make an example out of them. Let them all see what happens should they challenge us."

It would seem like the perfect saint had become something hardly unrecognizable.

Raven Clocksworth.
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