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 June 03, 2018 by henry tudor
West



He couldn't help the chuckle that left his lips as she asked him to pinky promise that the wait for her perfect man would be worth it. He nodded his head enthusiastically. "...and cross my heart and hope to die." Malia would eventually find that perfect someone, that someone that she wanted to share her life with. He would be the person she wanted to share her darkest secrets with and father her pups. She would find that man...it just took patience. All she had to do was keep her heart open for him and he would find her.

However, it was her comment that he was perfect that made his head hang low. He didn't feel perfect. He felt like the world's biggest loser. He had cheated on the man he loved. He felt dirty â€" not what he had thought he would feel like. Surely someone with his past and his inability to be faithful were some pretty big dings on his character. "I'm not perfect at all...there's a lot of things I wish I could change." However, he wasn't about to tell her that he regretted sleeping with her. It felt right at the time, but now he was beginning to understand that it was not the smartest move. It definitely was not helping with his Sterling issues.

Thankfully, they changed the topic onto Frost and that was far easier for him to manage. He might not know Frost, but at least it wasn't a conversation that shed light on just how much of a dick he was. "Maybe one day I'll get a chance to meet him. I've only met Nadya...and apparently she's just as big of a 'do not talk about' topic in my pack as Frost is. Sometimes, I wish I could better understand the drama." He wished he understood why this feud ever started. He'd heard a few things, but it didn't make sense. Something else must have happened...it had to have.

At her comment about calling him a goat, he couldn't help but chuckle. "I can see that." If Henry had been made a horse, he wasn't sure he could look at Sterling with a straight face. After all, Sterling would ride him in every sense of the world. He bet that joke was over told too. However, Henry wasn't exactly confident in sharing that little joke. He wasn't sure if it would piss off Malia or come across as too insensitive.

The farther they walked towards the east side, the stranger Henry began to feel. Maybe it was the pack lines that he was crossing. Perhaps just being near to Frost's territory had him uneasy. He had just banged one of Frost's members. Would he feel obligated to retaliate? Did he even care? He had so many questions. "I guess we're almost at your stop." It was an awkward statement, one that held the desire to spend more time with her and yet...the knowledge that he needed to let her go. It was bittersweet.




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