West

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

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

Black Market

Just like any city - Sacrosanct is not without it's deep, dark underbelly. Hidden in the graffiti-ridden streets of the West, behind closed warehouse doors, lies the Black Market. Forever moving, it's nearly impossible to find without knowing someone who knows someone. Anything you desire can be brought for a hefty price within the Black Market - be it drugs, weapons, or lives.

What You'll Find Here

Edge of the Circle

Cull & Pistol

Hidden within the dark alleyways of the Western Ward, Cull & Pistol is a dim, often smoky bar. With a small variety of bottled and craft beers, Cull & Pistol is a quaint little neighborhood joint. With its no-frills moto, the dingy bar offers little more than liquor, music from an old jukebox, and a few frequently occupied pool tables.

Bartender Raylin Chike

Noah's Ark

Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. 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. Note: This is a Were only establishment. All other species will be swiftly escorted out.
Home of: Nightshade

Owner Aiden Tetradore

Co-owner Tobias Cain
Bar Manager Mira Ramos
Bartender Henry Tudor
Waitress Carolina Bedford

Syn

Within the turbulent industrial district lies this club. The warehouse doesn't look like much on the outside but it provides a memorable experience from the state of the art lighting, offbeat Victorian-inspired artwork, comfortable black leather lounges, and the infamous 'black light' room. There is a wide variety of alcohol that lines the shelves of both of the magical and ordinary variety. It is a common stomping ground for the supernatural who want to let loose and dance the night away to the music that floods the establishment. Humans are most welcome if they dare.

Owner Risque Voth

Manager Darcy Blackjack
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

:: Into These Animals We Grew ::


Posted on March 01, 2016 by Tobias
West


It is unfortunate perhaps, that Nadya so seeks to send the situation spiralling, the gangly deviant managing to calm, if only slightly- at the sound of Tetradore's purr and the presence of his companion close by. What little of his humanity remained rapidly beginning to gather control until Nadya turns on him in spitting fury and his own irritation spikes. He is confused, frustrated- feeding off the adrenaline of those around him, only further adding to his distress until he too, turns upon his female companion. He is simply unwilling to take anymore, refuses to be shouted at, pushed aside or cast out for actions he does not understand. He had done as told, had broken no rules to his understanding and as such this tangle of emotions he cannot perceive simply fold into a single feeling of anger. Nadya's shift beneath him as they collide is barely noticed by the now spotted Leopard, her teeth biting into his foreleg equally unobserved- his own bite force is far more powerful yet...somehow, he restrains himself, seeking only to pin the girl beneath him as Tetra had done to himself the single and only time he had moved directly against his best friend. He had learned more for that incident, it would seem, then he has ever truly displayed before. Fortunate perhaps, the boy making no true move to injure Nadya despite her efforts to do the same. She is....beneath him, he is sure and as such he sees no need to defend such a position, merely letting her bite and snarl about- moving away from her when he is content, a limp to his step, though healing rapidly.

The sudden rush of black shadows sees the Leopard and his chosen Leader disappear rapidly. Tobias has been transported by Tetra before and such hardly moves to show any displeasure, merely shaking himself off, stepping to follow his companion until he is ordered to stay, tail flicking in displeasure. So many years spent in his companions company however, assure him some knowledge of Tetradore's inner mood, the boy assured that this is not the moment to press the Panthers authority. He settles himself rapidly upon the floor within the hallway, oblivious perhaps, to the fact the emerald-eyed man surely had not demanded the boy remain upon that exact spot within the hallway and yet, Tobias is often incapable of perceiving anything other than the literal. As such he sits himself where he stands, content to wait right upon that spot, as ordered, until his companion returns, curling himself upon the floor to wait.



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


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