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 August 19, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
The sound of his purring alerts the canine that her companion was satisfied with her staying still. She was not used to him giving her an order that she did not like, or feel his dominance over her. She was always a submissive and obedient creature hardly doing anything to step out of line. Consequences were painful if she ever did something wrong and so she strived to be the perfect member, the one no one would have to worry about or think otherwise. Yet now it would seem all eyes would have to be upon her now. She was so assured that because she was being treated so well that her feral side must have gone, its purpose and use no longer needed, she didn't strive every day to stay alive. Sadly though it would seem that her other half would never leave, it would forever stay, and continue to make a mess of things in her life. Her eyes would close as his tongue continued to stroke her injured neck, her body starting to relax as she found herself in a safe space. That he cared enough to follow her and help her was absolutely surprising and Raven was so appreciative of his actions and efforts.
Her dial remained lying over her grey paws, feeling the tension and pain she felt, slowly ebb away with each lovingly stroke. It is the mention of him declaring he has two selves that causes her to turn her dial to turn, eyes opening and watching him for a moment. She wondered perhaps if he recalled his other half, because his other half was trying to come through? Never before did his other half come to her while he was in his leopard form. Perhaps he could not as this part of Tobi was so more in tuned with his animal spirt that the line between man and beast was a blur. As he claims he is sometimes good, for a moment she is slightly amused. It was no surprise that Tobias was capable of getting himself into some sort of trouble, be it serious or not. With a heavy sigh she releases it as soon as his paw leaves her back. Yet instead of leaving his side she moves to curl herself closer to him, appreciating his presence, grateful that he was not berating her. After all she brought harm to his best friend, surely she should have felt his wrath by now. As he expresses she is not bad, she gently nuzzles him and then moves to rest her dial along his side, curling up even closer to him. As he claims Tetra would not lock her up it is when he asks her to come home does she raise her dial and gently press her head underneath his chin.
Gently her head would rub underneath his chin, the wolf attempting to soothe him, assured she had angered him with her response. She wants to go home. She wants to go back to the Ark and pretend nothing terrible had happened. Yet she doesn't want to face her Alpha, terrified on what he would do to her, the girl worried that not only had she angered him, but disappointed him as well. What would happen if her other half came out, especially if she was around the fighting environment? Terrified at the very thought of what could happen she sighs softly and tries to explain as gently as she can.
As his head lays along her shoulder she curls herself even tighter around him, her tail slowly entangling around his own. The wolf hardly wishing to leave his side, not wanting him to leave her truly alone. He was exceptional tonight. He surprised her completely by coming here, not yelling at her, but helping her. Her voice gently presses into his mind once more, her tone full of gratification.