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

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Posted on April 19, 2018 by henry tudor
West



Alexis â€" it was a different name for another person to come through the Ark. But something about her felt different. It felt more like she should be family than just an acquaintance. Perhaps she was new to the pack or something. He was still getting used to all these social norms. They were foreign to him but he was learning.

Raven entered then and she offered him a greeting. He nodded softly. "You too." Really she looked god awful tired, but he was smart enough to know that he shouldn't be commenting on that. Instead, he figured as safer greeting was preferred.

It was strange seeing everyone here around the dinner table. He usually spent dinners with Sterling â€" trying to spend as much time with him as he could. But tonight he had told Sterling he would spent it with his other family â€" the family he was trying so hard to fit in to.

At Alexis' comment about getting her old room back, he rose an eyebrow. So she was part of their pack now â€" perhaps that's why he felt as thought he should be automatically friends with her or something. He was still trying to understand pack dynamics, but he was getting there, slowly but surely.

His eyes traveled to Tobias as he said his name. He was still getting used to Tobias, not truly understanding the man just yet. He was weird, but more so it was because Henry hadn't really met anyone like him before. He was getting used to Tobias' quirks and even beginning to understand the man. "Good evening, Tobias. Thanks for getting dinner." He offered a smile first to Tobias and then to Tetradore. He was thankful that -he- didn't have to cook. Poor Sterling had already learned that Henry couldn't cook worth shit. He would not put that on his pack. Sterling tolerated his cooking because he loved him. His pack had no such relationship. He would spare them his awful cooking.

At Tobias' words, Henry chuckled lightly. He supposed he had a point. However, he also thought about how he acted around Sterling. He was always holding his hand and hugging him â€" but that was because he loved the man. He didn't do things like that with just anyone, after all.

He watched Alexis eat the chicken foot with flare as he picked up a bite of his fried rice and kung pow chicken. Unfortunately, now his appetite was lacking. "Whatever it is, it can remain a secret. That stuff is nasty...and I never considered myself a picky eater." Generally, he hate whatever was put in front of him. With Sterling's amazing ability to cook, he had tasted some delicacies...but chicken feet was just too much. He didn't think he could stomach those.




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