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

too wild for you


Posted on October 29, 2017 by Malia Tate
West


Week days and weekends, it made no difference to her. It's not like she had a job or school to go to. The thought of sitting in one place for hours at a time to listen to someone talk about something she knew nothing about didn't sound interesting at all. It sounded rather boring, really. And serving someone like a maid just to make the stuff they call money to exchange for things she can get for herself? Well, that just seemed silly. She could hunt for herself so why buy food? And she could steal what she couldn't hunt. Frost could give her all the warnings he wanted to but she was good at it so why worry about getting caught? She wandered the streets of the west, enjoying the warm sunshine and people watching, as she liked to do. She found herself picking up on more human gestures just by watching others on the street. But sh'd still rather her coyote form any day.

She heard the whining too and paused by the old warehouse, instinctively sniffing the air. A lone puppy. She used to always enjoy the puppies of her old pack and she found she had a protective air about her when it came to them. But it seems someone beat her to the punch. She peered around the edge of the warehouse, watching the man pull the rubble aside, only hesitating slightly when he heard the puppy's warning growl before he continued his rescue. The puppy was grateful enough, barking and jumping around his heels as he started calling out for anyone missing a dog. She smirked, stepping out so he could see her. "Many get dumped around these parts. I'm sure he won't be missed. Besides...he seems quite fond of you." She glanced down at the pup again, her brows furrowing a little. "Such trusting creatures...dogs. It's a wonder they continue to thrive."




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