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
virtue has a veil, vice a mask
Posted on March 24, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
The meek and mild woman had been awake for a while now. Before the sun even rose she was busy in the kitchen, cooking the boys up another large breakfast. She didn't mind doing something for her pack and now that they had an extra mouth, she needed to ensure that there was enough food for everyone. Cooking the kitchen allowed the girl to have a moment to herself, to unravel her thoughts, to mentally prepare herself for the day, and giving herself some extra time to truly wake up. After handing the boys their meals on their plate, leaving one of it filled for Nayda, she left them all, venturing out into the West. She wanted to check up on the raven-haired witch she was attached to. Now that she was going to be involved in the black market, the werewolf wanted to make sure that all would be well for Serafina, the last thing she wanted was the witch to be harmed or attacked. Although the chances of that happening in the morning was low, that didn't mean there wasn't a risk to it.
Grey paws barely made a sound along the pavement. There was still a chipper breeze in the spring air, as it brushed through her thick ebony fur. Blue-grey eyes idly scanned her environment. The West District belonged to her and her pack, this was a place she was most comfortable, it was home. She knew every alleyway, every pathway, and every building. She knew what looked out of place and what didn't. She moved quietly quite focused to make her way towards the familiar warehouse where Serafina's shop was. As she turned around the corner she noticed up ahead of her was a female, an oddly dressed one, walking. One would think that as a wolf she would attempt to hide herself from those that lived within the West, but after being here for some time those that were only 'human' had learned to accept that there were wild animals roaming the streets and docks here. Unwilling to make herself hide she continued to walk, but she would suddenly stop the moment she heard a familiar and yet unsettling sound.
Raising her ebony crown she titled her muzzle upwards to catch a metallic scent in the air. A low growl began to rumble within her chest as her thick fur began to rise upwards behind her neck and hackles. A sudden sharp 'ping' came from behind her, as sudden 'whizzing' sound ran right past her. Looking around she noticed a pair of young hunters running towards her from an alleyway that ran perpendicular from where she and Ivy were. Black lips pulled back bearing her teeth as she made a move to run away, unconcerned about the other female, assured the Hunters wouldn't harm a human. Though it was when she heard them shout to one another, saying they would capture the wolf and the girl it caused Raven to halt her retreat and look to the only girl that was on the same street as her. Another pair of shots were aimed at the two supernatural creatures. With a sudden burst of speed the wolf ran towards the Fairy allowing shadows to suddenly swirl around her, encasing her in a protective way. As soon as she reached the girl she stood protectively in front of her, a savage snarl came from the werewolf as the Hunters continued to charge, but suddenly they were flung like ragdolls into one of the buildings, stunning them and allowing their bodies to crumble and fall to the ground. With the two Hunters out, for a moment, she turned her dial around looking up at the girl tilting her head to the side in a puzzled manner.