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 May 13, 2018 by Malia Tate
West


She could tell he only wanted her to be happy. She only wanted that for him too. She wasn't looking forward to the wait though. He told her it would be worth it and she smirked, quirking a brow even as she brought up her pinky. "Pinky promise?" She had seen that on a commercial or something. It seemed right for the moment. He mentioned something about praying and she studied him for a minute before shrugging. "I guess I need all the help I can get. He might be stuck in revolving doors or something." Finally she smirked again, her eyes lighting up with humor as she looked at him. He brought up being a gentleman and she couldn't help her question, meaning it as a joke. Henry was every bit a gentleman and an all around good guy in her opinion. He said he aspired to be one and she quirked a brow. "Don't try too hard. I don't want you to change too much, Henry. You're perfect just as you are." She squeezed his hand and leaned into him for a second to let him know she meant every word.

She was surprised he wanted to know about Frost but she was okay with sharing. Frost wasn't something to be ashamed of for her. He was a great alpha in her opinion and someone she counted as a friend. She didn't know what all Henry might have been told about Frost but she was willing to shed her own bit of light on the situation. Of course, Henry was free to make his own opinions. She could see she'd thrown him off a little with her explanation. He sighed before telling her he was told to hate him on principle. She jerked her head back a little, but then she told herself that was probably before the truce. She shrugged. "Like I said, not for everyone. You either like him or you don't usually within 5 seconds of meeting him. It's that easy." She smirked and rolled her eyes, remembering her own first time meeting Frost. She smirked. "I called him a goat for the longest time cause I didn't know what a horse was. He hated it."


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