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

so many times i've tried


Posted on April 12, 2018 by henry tudor
West



By the time the door opened to admit Raven, he had hardly stopped long enough to think about just how late the hour was. He had spent the evening talking to Tetradore and coming up with this crazy plan that he wasn't sure would work. But in the end, this crazy plan would not be successful unless Raven was able to help him. He wasn't sure if she would buy into his ideas or shoot them to the floor. Tetradore had offered to ask her himself, however Henry thought it might seem more sincere if he was the one who did the asking.

As she spoke, he looked down at his fit bit. No only was his heartrate far more rapid than normal and him being 1237 steps from his 10k step goal, but the hour was late. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was so late. I can come back another time..." But before he could insist on another time and place for a chat, she was moving past him and down the hall to the small cabin that he claimed as his own.

He turned and walked behind her, pausing to open the door and let her in. The room was quaint and bare â€" holding only the bare necessities. He still wanted to hold onto the hope that he might be able to move back in with Sterling. It would take time and right now, he wasn't ready. So this little slice of home would simply have to do. He motioned for her to take her choice of places to sit. She really only had an armchair in the corner and the foot of his bed.

Only after she had chosen her seat and taken it, he sat across from her in whatever option she had left him. He sighed, his nerves causing him to perspire a little bit. Just thinking about what he wanted to subject his boyfriend to was enough to give him anxiety. "Raven, you are one of the few who knows just what happened to my boyfriend on the night of our anniversary. You also are the only one who understands what it's like to be feral." He paused, his hands fisting the sheets as he tried to gain the courage to get to the point of what he was trying to make.

It took him a few moments but in the end, his eyes rose softly to meet her own. There was sincerity there...trust even. "Tetradore thinks that I need to show my panther that Sterling means the world to me and he should not be afraid. He thinks it will help with my ability to control myself when I shift...and that it will show Sterling I am not a monster." He paused a moment, taking a deep breath. "I want you to be there with Sterling when we do this. You have an understanding that no one else has. I want you to be there to comfort him and explain to him that I'm not going to hurt him." His eyes were soft as he looked at Raven, nearly pleading for her to agree to his wild plan. "Raven, I love this man with all of my soul and yet...I cannot give myself fully to him and I think this fear is why. I need to know that he's not scared of who I am...that he can still love me despite all that I've done to him." He was silently pleading now, trying his best to convey the importance of this meeting.




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