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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask


Posted on March 13, 2017 by Raven Clocksworth
West
i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

If she would have known the struggle and hardship he was going through, to maintain control over himself, then she would have stopped. It was so rare for Tobias to be with her in this way. To see the man he could have been if it wasn't for the accident that occurred during his childhood. Raven loved him. The woman loved both of him. But shouldn't she ought to show that love to both of him and not just one? Was it not fair that his more aggressive and chaotic side was receiving everything she had to offer while his tamer and stable side was left with barely anything? It wasn't fair. Then again, life was never fair. There were times when she wished to see this side of him, to talk for hours upon hours of anything that came to mind. The she-wolf wanted to learn everything about him. His hopes, his fears, what he liked and disliked. Understand how he thought or comprehend what he wanted most out of life, or what he needed from her. When his rogue side took over, it was difficult sometimes to understand, but if she could make his life easier then perhaps he would be happier and his demented mood would be sedated. Of course she wanted him to know everything about her, the lupine was willing to open up for him and him alone. At least with this side of him he would understand and they could share and carry on a conversation she rarely ever got to hold with another. However, tonight would not be the night where she would lie within his arms as they spoke about whatever came to mind, like when they did upon the Ark waiting for the sun to rise. This winter night the woman was given a rare chance to express her love in a different way. She loved him, truly she did, and in this moment she was given the chance to show him rather than tell him. There were times when Raven did not think that her words were enough to explain to him how much he meant to her. So, it would seem tonight she was given a rare chance to express herself...her confidence small, but quickly developing this night.


Of course she was afraid to take this next, crucial step within their relationship. He was the only being she completely trusted. Her mind was swirling with self-doubt. That he would finally see her completely, hold herself beneath him in such a high-vulnerable state, was enough to cause the woman's anxiety to increase. For a moment they were both silent as they paused to look at one another. Blue-grey eyes holding his golden gaze, seeing the love within them. This was it, the point of no return. She could have said no. She could have kept her legs closed, and pressed her hands against his chest, wanting to push him off her. Yet Raven would do no such thing. As much as he wanted this, she wanted this too. This was her chance to feel whole. Raven felt his love and she wanted to feel more of it. Silently she granted him this vulnerable and important moment, this right he not only deserved, but something they had both desired for a very long time. The feeling of him was, at first, uncomfortable, but she willed herself to get adjusted. For the first time Raven felt, complete. She always felt alone, like she was missing a part of herself. When she first met him that night on the dock she did not feel the gentle tug between the two. As their relationship grew, their trust for each other becoming stronger, she could feel that bond between them tighten. And now Raven sighed with relief and contentment as he remained atop of her, not moving, the woman feeling their jagged pieces melt into one another. As he began to move she eagerly kissed him, encouraging him to continue as he wished. Obediently she moved with him, maintaining his speed and then keeping up with him. A pleasurable moan was released as her eyes closed half-way enjoying the pleasurable sensation she was feeling all over. Her breathing would quicken with his own, as another moan was released, relishing in this exceptional moment.


If she would have known this was what she would experience then perhaps she wouldn't have waited this long...and yet wasn't the years of patience truly worth it? Raven felt close to her companion, more so than before, and she zealously wanted more. As her lips crashed against his own, her teeth would bite down on his lip for a moment, as she kicked up the pace a little bit, as his own increased. The feeling of his dark tanned skin sliding against her own caused her nerves to bust, as she felt electrified. Her senses were far too sensitive now, honing in on them, as her arms let go around his neck, as they slid up and down his side, encouraging him to continue as he saw fit, responding by those pleasurable sounds escaping her lips. The feeling of his hands gracing against her skin and firm breast, was enough to help the woman let loose. Her lips pressing against his own, as her breathing became far too unsteady. Steadily she matched his pace, determined to not slow down or give up. One hand easily slid behind his neck as her fingers tightened within his tangled dark hair, moaning as the two became closer in their reach. For a moment her legs stretched wider, feeling him more as she released a louder, satisfying moan, this new feeling far more enticing than before. The winter winds did nothing to cool her down, as her pale flesh was beginning to radiate with sweat. Blue-grey eyes holding such a darker color, loved hazed with lust, looking upwards at her companion. She could feel how closer their bodies were entwined now, how her heart was beating and matching the same pace as his own. She loved him. She loved both of them, and she was glad that for the first time they could all be together. For this moment they were in sync. No longer were they wolf and leopard. No longer were they man, boy or woman. They were something else completely, they were finally together and she would reach her climax at the same time as he did, the girl not only breathless, but absolutely taken away by the unexplainable feeling she felt. Surely the man above her could not only hear her audible pleasing tones, but rather feel how her body shook against his frame, as the sensations of their first experience overwhelmed her entirely. No other had done this for her, only he did, only he had that honor, and only he would be given this moment again and again...for all of time.

Raven Clocksworth.
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