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
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Posted on June 10, 2017 by Raven Clocksworth
Quietly she observed the decorations finding them all to be, well quite colorful. As the two friends began to talk she looked around and found a few balloons bunched up together. As the oddly excited girl was showing Alexis around, Raven took the opportunity to study the balloons a bit closer. She had seen them before in other places and watched how others played with the odd objects. Throwing a glance their way and seeing they weren't paying attention, she brought her hand up and gently poked an orange balloon with her finger, watching how it swayed backwards. Amused she did it again, but a bit harder seeing how the orange balloon rammed into the green one beside it. A small smile appeared as she gently tapped the balloon with her out stretched hand, similar to how a cat would bat at an object, the young woman utterly delighted when the balloons scattered all around the place. Pleased with herself she headed back towards the girls in the other room, observing how Abigail was showing off the various fruits placed within a bowl. Her head would tilt to the side curiously. Her voice would rise up behind the two, as she pointed at the fruit Abigail deemed was her favorite.
It was an innocent question and she was truly interested in knowing the answer. Fruit was rare in the Ark. For whatever reason Tobi deemed it was necessary to throw the fruit away, believing it not to be good. While Abigail led them to the presents innocently waiting to be shredded and sweets to be devoured, she followed behind them without a word. It was the mention of her and Alexis working on something together that made the young woman look questionably at Abagail and then to Alexis, not really sure by what she meant. As far as she knew she and Alexis were fine, there wasn't anything that needed to be solved out between the two of them. With an innocent shrug to her friend she watched as the red-headed women ran over to the box that contained various colored sweets. At the mention of sharing these cupcakes with the rest of her friends, the woman chuckled gently shaking her head as she eyed Alexis.
Those two were notorious sweet-tooth lovers. Every time she cooked or baked something sweet it always ended up missing. She could place freshly baked cookies on the counter and turnaround to grab a spatula and they would end up gone. One time she cooked a pie and set it out to cool. She knew very well it was gone when she heard someone scream it was hot. If she wanted something sweet she knew she couldn't bring it with her to the Ark. Even if she hid a bag of cookies for herself, someone got to them and she would be annoyed. Now was her chance to enjoy something sweet without any concern that it would be gone. Happily she grabbed herself a chocolate one and ate it happily. Looking over at the two she spoke up again, wondering where Alexis met this woman and why Alexis hadn't mentioned her before.