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

something wicked this way comes


Posted on October 27, 2016 by serafina dubois
West


It was that loud bark that saw the young woman pause at the threshold of her bedroom, she turned, her stormy eyes watched as the lupine creature struggled momentarily to pull herself from the depths of underneath the witch's bed. Her eyebrows rose ever so slightly as Raven approached the 'treat' she had so carefully crafted as a reward for freeing the townhome of the mouse - though she was entirely certain there were more hiding in the depths of her beloved home. Still, Serafina hardly expected the whine that left the wolf's mouth. A small frown crossed her lips as she watched the wolverine nose the plate with the steak and bread, her eyebrow rose ever so slightly as the wolf from the young witch to the food on her plate and back again. "What, not good enough for you?" Serafina inquired, entirely at a loss for what the lupine had wanted of her. Slowly, she crossed the room, bending down to pick up the piece of bread only to find that removal of the singular item seemed to be well enough to encourage the dog to jump on the steak still placed in front of her. The witch was entirely taken back, standing after a moment's hesitation. "Well, excuse me for the bread insulting you." She muttered, more to herself then the wolf in front of her. Rather, the girl was entirely content to nibble ever so slightly on the part of the bread that remained unsoaked from the steak's juices.

She watched in silence as the wolf scarfed down that juicy piece of meat, hardly bothering to savor the taste as it surely should be rather than simply devouring it for what it was. A soft huff left her lips as Raven glanced up towards her with a glimpse of excitement. Serafina's gaze shifted towards the bread in her hand the girl unable to help the glimpse of contemplation that crossed her features. "Be gentle okay?" She inquired as she slowly reached down to hand the wolf the bread she'd been eating from her very hand. It was only once Raven's muzzle was near her hand that Serafina let go of the bread, allowing her companion to eat what she certainly didn't want, much less appreciate nearly as much. Instead, the witch's gaze shifted towards the hallway she'd come from and back towards the stairs that led towards that kitchen. A small shudder ran down her spine at the sheer thought of returning to that rat infested room. It was just....so gross.

The witch could hardly deny that nearly overwhelming need to get out that so clenched at her heart, making her fidget even as she stood there in the doorway of her own bedroom. "Hey Raven?" She inquired, her gaze shifting towards the wolf, glad for once the woman hardly seemed herself if only for the decidedly vulnerable tone that filled her voice at those two words. "Let's just...let's get out of here for a bit okay? We can find something fun to do. Maybe go to the park or something? Hell, I have an idea." Her words came faster then she had intended them to be and yet, the girl was all too eager to clutch onto that idea that toyed with her thoughts, simply needing to free from that bacteria and dirt she was assured her house was infected with now. "Come on." She spoke to the wolf, waving towards the hallway as she made her way down stairs. She paused at the front door, snatching her keys only to jingle them with the intent to further coax the wolf outside. It was only once she was out in the safety of fresh air that she bothered to turn and lock the door to her town house, crossing the walkway towards the vehicle. The girl opened the back door, gesturing for the wolverine to get inside, all too aware of the dog's like for those car rides.

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