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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!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On September 27, 2017 at 8:21 PM by Raven Clocksworth

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

This was what she loved most. When they were left alone, shut out from the world, simply entwined together. Every morning when she woke up she prayed it wasn’t a dream, that she had a home, she was safe, and she had a person who loved her, just for her. Of course she felt like sometimes every day it was a dream when she was with her spotted companion, living with an Alpha that treated her with kindness, being among those that didn’t fear or hate her. It seemed so surreal sometimes. Yet when she woke up within his arms, or woke to find his scent there, but his body gone, it was enough to reassure the woman that all of this was real. And she was grateful...grateful that her life had finally gone in the right direction. She couldn’t help it, but release a satisfying sigh as his lips brushed against that sensitive skin once more, her eyes closing half-way in such a relaxed state. Tender, affectionate moments like this were unusual, because most of the time her mate wasn’t this gentle and this attentive. It was no mistake that the other, less seen side, of his persona was out. The last time she saw him he was gentle with her, in more ways than one. As he placed his head on her shoulder she happily leaned her head against his own, in an affectionate manner. He was right though. They would have to enjoy this moment while it lasted. If only they could enjoy it a little bit more. How frustrating it must be to never be let out, to be trapped and see what he could not participate in. Raven always tried to make him feel included, saying or doing what she could, so he could see, so he knew that she knew she was trying to recognize him too, to recognize them both!

As his hand shifted down her arm to enclose on her wrist, she obeyed his silent wish to examine the ring he had given her. Tetradore had already known about the ring, he was there after all, so she couldn’t run to him and show off. She hadn’t seen Regan since she left. For whatever reason the ebony tiger was had spent time with the lion, and then disappeared. She never asked Regan why she constantly left. She never poked and prodded the girl for information. It wasn’t right and it wasn’t her place. As for Alexis, well, she hadn’t seen the were-fox since they celebrated her birthday. She was still waiting for a confirmation on her appointment to meet Dorian. Being a Fae King he had many different meetings and events to attend, someone like her wasn’t high on his list, but she wasn’t bothered by it at all. The she-wolf was quite certain he would be delighted to listen to her talk about her engagement. Serafina was one of the few close friends she had that she wanted to tell immediately! However, Raven needed to know a few basic things for the wedding, because if the witch was going to be her maid of honor, she would need to help her make this event actually happen. There was only so much she could say and do to show off her ring, for the real meat of the conversation could begin – wedding planning. She was quite ready and determined to get married right here and right now, but something in the back of her mind told her she shouldn’t. A wedding needed to take place. She was eager though to show off the ring to her mate, especially since he was willing to let her, after all he was the one that did it, well sort of. The book that he presented her was indeed quite special. That this was a shared effort from her two boys pleased her greatly! That they could work together was a good sign. It was his comment about Dorian that caused that smile to falter into a frown. Shaking her head a light exasperated sigh was released as her voice broke out in a teasing, jovial tone.

“What am I going to do with you two...chasing the Fae King is not a smart idea.”

Tobias of course meant well. He always did, even if his methods and manners weren’t...understood. It was good though that they had met...sort of. Raven would have preferred to introduce the two men at a neutral ground, and be there to help the two of them. Tobi wasn’t a bad man. He was good, he was always good, he was just unique. Surely, the two of them would find some common ground to befriend one another. Tobias was territorial, but she wanted him to know that Dorian was a good male to be around, that she would be safe around him. He was a King after all and there was no need for anything promiscuous to happen. After all, the two of them walked a straight and narrow path, her’s covered in dirt and his covered in gold. Raven understood the meaning behind the book that her mate had made for her. He needed to know she understood, and his one worded response was enough to confirm it. The offer to take her to the mall, was quite endearing. She was accustomed to the leopard taking her by her hand and dragging her around wherever and whenever he wished. She was always obedient to follow, willing actually. No matter if he wished to take her somewhere decent or somewhere crazy. A part of her wished they could stay here hidden away. After all, he did say they should enjoy this moment while it lasted. She wanted him like this, to get him to talk, a conversation they could share. There were so many things she wished to ask him, to discuss, to speak, and yet she couldn’t. Not now, but perhaps another time. In this case they could do what he wished to do, to go out to the mall. A light smirk appeared when she shifted her towel to reveal more of herself, feeling how his predatory golden eyes shifted downwards to take a glimpse. Raven couldn’t help but giggle by his falsified sigh as his arms slid from her waist. Moving towards the other side of the room to dress, she could still feel his eyes travel up and down her form as she dressed herself. Playfully she threw the towel at him, with her telekinesis, to cover his eyes. His reply caused a wide grin to appear, her cheeks blushing at the realization that he hadn’t been listening to her entirely, he was staring at her...liking what he saw. Finishing up she grabbed her usual hoodie putting it on quickly, and pulling her half dry-wet curly ringlets out, so they could cascade down her shoulders. A small smile appeared as her cheeks flared again as he mentioned all she did for them, that he knew. She loved him, she loved Tetradore, and their small little family. Deep down she always wanted to be involved with a pack, and now that she was, she was willing to do anything and everything for them, no matter what! Gently she placed her hand on the side of his chiseled face, caressing it gently, as she placed a soft kiss on his forehead, and then his lips. Slowly her arms encircled around him, as she nestled herself in him.

“I know I do a lot for us, but I do it, because I care and love you all. You have always done so much for me Tobias, more than you’ll ever know. Please, I’d like to get you something. And I love our family, I wouldn’t change it for the world.”

Unwrapping herself from him she happily took that hand he extended to her, as they walked together out of the Ark and into the crisp autumn morning. Usually she was accustomed to having to run to catch up behind him or stumble beside him. She was short, not tall, and so she could hardly keep up with him when he was eager to drag her around. This walk though, she could walk comfortably. In fact her shoulder would brush against his arm, her hand remained in his, hardly willing to let go. His question about the wedding caused her to go quiet for a moment. Never did she even imagination she would ever get married. Most girls already had their wedding planned out, or at least an idea. She had no idea, none whatsoever. What was she supposed to do, what actually needs to be done? Shrugging her shoulders she sheepishly spoke up, blue-grey eyes looking into his golden gaze.

“I didn’t grow up in an environment where the possibility of getting married was attainable. No one liked me, no one wanted me for that. My Father...I know you didn’t have a typical childhood either, but did you ever think about getting married when you are in there?”

She would look away for a moment. She was trying to formulate her questions that would be connected to the wedding. This was a special day for them. She knew this was perhaps her only moment to truly know what he would want in the wedding. Of course the most important thing was that they said their vows and were officially married, and of course, the cake. She couldn’t forget the cake! Yet that was an easy conversation to have, there were many other things to know. Attempting to formulate some kind of idea, she looked back up at her mate grinning at him.

“Summer is too hot and winter is too cold. If we did Fall we’d have to wait an entire year, we could do something in Spring? Which would you prefer? And..I...know I won’t be able to converse with you on everything, but...I do what your input. The wedding it isn’t just my special day, it’s your special day too.”

Raven Clocksworth.
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