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

will you be mine tonight


Posted on June 22, 2018 by henry tudor
West



That was precisely the problem, he did regret what they had done. He wished he hadn't let their encounter go as far as it had. Perhaps he should have just gone far enough to know that he could still "get it up" so to speak, but then let it end there. But instead, he had gone much farther. Unlike their first time together, this time...he had a boyfriend who loved him. He loved Sterling so much that now, he suddenly felt dirty. He didn't know how to voice that to Malia...even if he had the balls to do so. He didn't want her to have any regrets or feel like she had done something wrong. It definitely wasn't her fault.

The subject changed easily to Frost and for some reason, that was far easier for him to talk about than his own problems. The drama surrounding the feud between their packs was a far more interesting topic, he thought. At her comment, he laughed lightly. "I don't think I'll ever really understand our pack dynamics." He didn't necessarily mind, though. At least no one could really get mad at him. He never weighed in on the conversation because frankly, he had no earthly idea what the hell was going on. He just lived there, so it seemed.

He walked Malia up to the door to her home, a little nervous about who could potentially be on the other side of it. She seemed confident that he would be welcome here, but he doubted that. "It's probably best I don't invite myself over...especially to dinner. I don't want to step on anyone's toes. I have enough drama in my life." Perhaps if he was going to meet Frost at all, it would be in a neutral area.

He felt her lean forward and he met her half way, wrapping his arms around her and embracing her deeply. However, he didn't let her stay there long before he slowly pulled himself away and took a step back. "Good night, Malia." He offered her a soft smile before he turned and began to head back towards the Ark. He had a lot to think about and sleep on tonight.




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