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

THE EVIL THAT MEN DO LIVES AFTER THEM; Raven


Posted on June 08, 2014 by Spencer McGregor
West



He didn't have a backstory. No once upon a time, no history of his past, in fact his was lucky to have recollection of any memories. He tried so hard to push all of his past deep down inside him and lock them away. The thoughts of them angered him, saddened him, and overall it was too much emotion for him to handle. Needless to say, he didn't come from a happy background. His anger is driven from those thoughts and things that remind him of them. He wanted nothing to do with who he was before and that's why he drove to Sacrosanct, changed his name, and is determined to start anew.

Today was his first day to actually be out to explore. He knew he needed to get a feel for the streets of the city if he planned on running them. He also needed to make some alliances, and perhaps some enemies. But today was simply to be out and about, to trace his steps, to get lost in the town and have to sniff out his way back home.

That's when he made it to the west side of town, and within a few moments he was at the armory. His snooping around seemed to have him wound up here, causing the man to be on full alert. He didn't know what this was, but it obviously wasn't the best part of town, says the security measures on the windows and doors. He wanted to know exactly what was in that building, curiosity did kill the cat and one day it was bound to kill him.

Climbing the fire escape ladder to the roof, the man hopped on top, and to his luck found several large open windows. With ease of someone who had snuck into many places before, he slid in the open window. He ended up on the catwalk in the rafters, causing him to tread lightly. It was only when he came to the werewolf's bed did he stop and smirk. So it seemed he found a play thing today, "Well, well what do we have here?" His voice was taunting as Spencer wasn't particularly in a nice mood on this night.


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