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 May 23, 2018 by Malia Tate
West
It wasnt surprising how oblivious he was to her attentions. He was a man after all. Still, she liked the privacy she got to admire him as she ascended the stair. It would have been a lot more awkward if hed caught her staring. And drooling a little. But she knew she caught his attention when she mentioned the painting. He'd mentioned it that night with Henry and her in the woods. It must be important to him for him to have not forgotten it and moved on, or at least made another attempt on it. She was surprised he hadn't gotten it yet. But at least now she had something she could help him with. They could spend some time together doing something he wanted now instead of her calling all the shots. A refreshing change. She only hoped he would take her up on it.

She told him to get a shirt on and he muttered something about teleporting the painting out. She rolled her eyes and snorted. "Boring. No challenge in that." Then he turned to go get a shirt, heading down the hallway. For lack of anything better to do, she shifted her weight before following, stopping at the doorway to watch him cross to the dresser. He moved with such grace, a king comfortable in his kingdom.

He slipped on a shirt before looking for a covering. She smirked, figuring he would just use his shirt but it appears he wanted to be extra careful. He found a blanket and draped it over his arm before heading back to the throne. Only then did he tell her it was on the Northside. She shrugged. "I dont mind a little walking. Good thing i brought comfortable shoes." She smirked before heading out to the docks with him. They started walking through the warehouse district and she couldnt help but glance over at him, the shadows playing on his cheekbones from the overhead lights of the street lamps. "So, what cha been up to? Any big drama on the Ark? Bet on any cool cars lately?"

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