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
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
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Posted on March 15, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
It had been a rather long and extremely extensive day. The moment she woke up she was busy. As always within their small pack she woke up in the morning and cooked their breakfast. Keeping note that both males ate quite a bit and she knew she had to make sure she provided them enough food for the two to be full, well at least Tetradore full and Tobias mostly full. She would eat her own meal and clean up afterwards already planning on what she would make for lunch and dinner for them. She didn't mind providing them a well-cooked meal for the three of them. She rather enjoyed spending some alone time in the kitchen, providing herself useful to her pack. She cared for the two of them, for two completely different reasons, and she rather felt quite satisfied when she could provide them some sort of service. With the three of them sitting together sharing a meal it brought a sense of comfort and stability for the canine, a feeling she had never felt before with her pack family.
After breakfast was over she knew she had to go into Tetradore's office and continue working on some of the paperwork for a while. Once it was time for lunch she prepared a quick one for everyone and ran towards the old warehouse to help Serafina prepare her shop. The idea of the raven-haired with participating in the black market didn't sit well with the werewolf, but she knew it wasn't her place to tell Serafina no. The least she could do was provide the witch some assistance, but helping her with the stock or cleaning up the place couldn't interfere with her next set of appointment with paperwork. So once it was mid-afternoon she dashed towards the Ark, rushing into Tetradore's room once more and began to get back to the paperwork she had left. With Tetradore offsite at some meeting with Tobias Raven knew that the rest of her afternoon would be done in silence, with the radio on in the background to bring some form of entertainment.
As she worked she ignored the sounds of footsteps along the stairwell and the trail that led to the other bedroom on the other side. She wasn't aware that today was the day Nadya would be moving in. In fact she thought Nadya would be coming in tomorrow which was why she was trying to get much of the paperwork done for Tetradore as possible so she could focus on helping the feline out. She just assumed the footsteps belonged to one of the staff members that would be in charge of cleaning the room out since it was occupied by the Brown Bear. Tobias had been quite insistent that the room they shared beside Tetradore's would remain as such, the leopard quite territorial about the place. Thankfully the room on the other side of Tetradore's room was available. With the day finally coming to an end the werewolf let out a long yawn and cleaned up her desk and walked straight out of his office. Blue grey eyes watched Jackal walk past her heading away from the left, turning her head to the side she noticed the room Nadya would have the door was open. Curious she made her way towards it noticing the sight of opened luggage. With a soft sigh, she stood at the doorway, not wanting to intrude and walk-in on her new space. Softly she spoke up providing some sort of beginning to a soft chat with the one member she didn't have much of a relationship with.