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 June 22, 2014 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
West


The warehouse district was once a very safe place for her to roam and either flesh or fur. Yet the last time she was taking a stroll through the narrowed alleyways she had gotten jumped from behind. Without her trusty spotted feline friend to attack her attacker, and at this point she assumed he still wouldn't have helped her, she was drugged and dropped off into a zoo program. This particular program was being held at the zoo as a 'breeding program' and guess who the lucky Mother-to-be was. Even though she had to team up with a rather large and terrifying male WerePanther it turned out to be a smart decision. Even if she had to place some sort of trust into someone she did not know. The scent on his sleek ebony pelt carried Nadya and Tobi's scent and that was the only reason why she was willing to follow and have him tagalong. Reaching the safety of the Devil's Den after their distressing escape had allowed the girl to start thinking that it would be best if she was a little bit more assertive. If only to remind the sailors that she was here to stay and she wouldn't be going anywhere any time soon. She didn't want to harm anyone she was far too well-mannered for that, but she wanted them to at least learn a lesson. Getting her drugged and locking her in some sort of zoo's holding area right before they would release her to her very own species all for the sake of a breeding program, well, she didn't take too kindly to the idea. So, something had to be done. She'd get her revenge one way or another. Hell hath no fury like a women's scorn.

Instead of spending her time working at the Devil's Den she had spent some of the morning with a very distraught Tobi. Apparently this Risky person had really unsettled him once more in that godforsaken hell hole called Syn. Truly she wished she could get him and his friend Tetradore out of that place, but as Nadya had mentioned before it was difficult for a feline to stand up to this certain vampire. Unable to be much help she had prepared a delicious breakfast for that cat before he would slumber and sleep the pain away in his hammock. It was the least she could do for him before he had to go back to that hellhole. It wasn't easy dealing with his mood swings, especially when he was constantly irritated, but for some reason she had the patience of a saint and managed to pull through with only a spat or a hiss. Leaving him to his sleep she snuck out of the warehouse and began roaming the streets quietly observing certain areas in which she would launch her own personal vendetta against the sailors that had captured her and turned her in to the zoo. Lurking near the docks a familiar scent was caught in the salty summer air and her grey splattered tail swayed side to side. Running towards the area she turned the corner finding the familiar shape of Alexis sitting against one of the walls of a warehouse that pointed out towards the docks. Ignoring the familiar pains of bones popping and shifting in place her clothed form appeared, the sleeveless hoodie a particular favored garment to wear being stuck outside in the scorching sun, seeming a little bit careless at the idea of letting others see her scars. Pulling her curly locks from out of her eyes she stood in front of the girl, extending her hand to help the girl up, a puzzled look on her flawed face.

"I thought you'd be off hanging with Nadya today? Why are you over here, everything okay?"

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven


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