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

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Posted on November 16, 2016 by abigail hughes
West

if these wings could fly for the rest of our lives
I am soooo lost. This is not good. Nope, this is not good at all. Tonight was the first time I left my homey little home to venture into the brand new giant sprawling city and look at where I found myself. I have no idea where I am, I'm pretty sure I am nowhere near home, and I definitely don't like this floating fight ring. Whyyyy did I try to make friends with my fellow were?! Oh yes Abby, let's be nice. Let's say high to the big, bulky, and undoubtedly misunderstood man. Oh yes, let's follow him TO A GIANT FLOATING BOAT OF DOOM. Great freaking idea self. Grade A job. I have to get out of here...but he's over there by the door and I don't really like him. There has to be another wait out right? Boats have multiple exits. Okay, let's attack this another way. Oh look, there are stairs over there, no one looks to be going that way. Maybe that's a viable way out? I don't know if this is a good idea but it can't be much worse than watching a boar get the snot beat out of him by a bear. The smell of blood makes me cringe and gag. Nope - getting out of here. Up the stairs we go!


It's a lot quieter up here, and a lot nicer then it is below but I get the sinking feeling that maybe I don't quite belong here...best not to go back now though. Forward forward! I found another set of stairs and this time I don't even hesitate before darting upwards only to find myself bursting out into the cool night air and...silence. It was dark here, and windy, which was nice except....there wasn't quite a way down... um...hm. I'm busy looking down at the sheer distance between myself, the edge of the ship, and the rocky black waves beneath me before I hear something curious. Was that a rock? Why is someone throwing rocks out into the water? Let's investigate! Around this barrel, and let's go around this corner and oooo! Found ya! "Hiya!" I proclaimed, bouncing up to the girl. She looked a lot nicer then the people down below and...sadder I think. Well that's a shame. She seemed pretty. "I think I kind of got lost. I was trying to get out so I could go home but...I'm not sure which way is out..or home....but are you okay? You seem a little down?" I can't help the way my head tilts to the side as I stare at her inquisitive, after all, my parents always taught me to be friendly and helpful!

Abigail Hughes a were red panda

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