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

I can make the stars dance


Posted on November 23, 2017 by NADYA
West


Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true



Nadya had been quite used to having girl talk when she lived with her adoptive pack and was surrounded by her friends. Since being in Sacro the only girl whom cared to partake in girl talk had been Sam and even then was limited seeing as the woman had been dating her brother at that time. So having just come from a very long time in a pack without bonding talk with another girl it was certainly a surprise for her to hear Malia asking for that. Of course Nadya wasn't opposed to it. It would give them a chance to get to know each other after all.

"Frost told me a bit of your history before you joined the pack. He said you had grown up in a true coyote pack and hadn't shifted before. I can only imagine how big of an adjustment that has been for you." Nadya had been surprised when Frost had told her that little tidbit to at least explain any of Malia's perhaps different behavior. Compared to Tobias though Malia was a genius and didn't even turn an odd look from the panther. "Are you having trouble finding your legs still? You seem to be getting around alright from what I can tell. At least the food I put in the fridge is gone so I know you know how to at least get that. Frost does like things to be in working order at home, that's true." The panther chuckled softly though in her animal form it sounded more like a short rough cough.

Her attention turned up at the sight of the butcher door opening up and a man in a bloodied stained apron came traipsing out with a loaded bag. Nadya rose to all fours when he approached and captured the handles in her mouth when handed them. Her large head dipped in thanks before he walked off and her attention returned to Malia. "Come on, we can talk on the way home." She motioned for the coyote to follow her as she began the trip back towards the pack home.

It took a moment for Nadya to think over what Malia had asked. How she managed to juggle everything felt even like a miracle to herself. "Honestly, it's not easy. However, it's a lot easier now that I'm in the same pack. You're lucky with the fact that Frost doesn't micro-manage where you go or who you hang out with so long as you make it home for some meals with the rest of us. I didn't have that luxury. You'll get the hang of it with some time and it's normal to have bumps in the road along the way." She wasn't exactly sure what Malia was after or if she was looking for any particular help besides general difficulty living between the human and animal world that Weres had to balance. "Is that why you haven't been home much? Do you not like being inside a house?"


Nadya Tetradore

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