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 March 17, 2017 by Raven Clocksworth
There was a time when she didn't know how to control her own powers. It had taken years upon years for the lupine to learn how to manage and control her own powers. Now she could use them without the need to focus upon them with scrutiny. They all simply worked when she needed them to, flawlessly. Although she did not have the ability to control storms, that didn't make the she-wolf think it was a power that would be easily controlled after a few practices. A power like that would take a lot of time and extreme patience. Her familiar would be the ideal teacher in the aspect of patience. It had taken her awhile to grow accustomed to her own powers. Perhaps with two witches working together they both could learn something new from one another. After all, she learned a lot with her powers when she was with her mate. Now the idea of the witch working with her mate wasn't very ideal. It was rather, well, a bit nerve-racking to even begin to think about the possibilities. Finally they made it to the hotel. It wasn't a 5 star hotel, but it wasn't a dump either. With a grin she gestured to the woman beside her to enter the building first into a lobby with an older woman sitting behind the desk. Murmuring softly she spoke to the woman and then left her there to converse with the owner of the establishment.
Putting down her hoodie, she easily she made her way towards the owner, noticing that the older woman smiled, gesturing her to come closer. A long time ago she was on this side of town, sneaking through the alleyways to ensure everything was fine in their territory. Sadly the woman before her was not having a good night. There was a human gang harassing her. Raven did what she could and scared them away, enough to threaten them to never return â€" and they never did. The owner wanted to provide her payment, but Raven didn't want her money. The lupine truly was a creature that cared for others far too much than she should. Today she was here to ask for a favor from the kindness she had bestowed so long ago. After speaking with the woman she grabbed a paper and pen, and scribbled on it. Thankfully everything was squared away easily, that as Raven took the key to Emmy's room, she strode over to the woman, with the owner in tow. With a gentle gesture she introduced the two to each other, while handing over the key to Emmy.
With a kind smile she pulled the hoodie back over her head, and headed out the door back home. She had done her kind deed tonight, and she was rather ready to get home.