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

We were chasing the thunder inside the storm;


Posted on August 18, 2018 by Mira Ramos
West

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The she wolf was happily snoozing away in her room, curled up amongst the thick blankets and over stuffed pillows. Safe, warm, and content. Her sleep was dreamless and sound. That was until she felt a strange tug within her resting mind, it was a tugging tingling sensation in her mind, one that took a moment to even figure out what it was. What the hell? She wondered sleepily, blinking once, twice, three times. Maybe she was imagining things. But there it was again. That tug jolted her awake, attentive and alert. This was not her first pack, so she should have known the feeling. But then again, that binding had felt far more volatile, a sensation full of dread and violence. This was different, this was.. gentle, encouraging.

She yawns, those canines exposed, glinting from the pale light of her night table lamp, before she stretched languidly, thoroughly enjoying that luxurious feeling. The lava within her veins felt calm, at ease for once. It actually felt comforting, even despite its usually unpredictable nature.

She leapt off her bed, the movement was almost lithe for being half asleep. The obsidian coloured she-wolf followed that invisible line, toward what felt like pack. Curious of that bustle and excitement that flooded that intricate connection. Something strange, new, trickled down that very bond. It still felt foreign to her to the point that it was almost disorienting, the inside of her mind vibrating with activity. She shook her head, her body following suit, fluffing up her obsidian coat. Mira could not help but wonder if they could feel her like she felt each of them? Each person felt like they had their own unique, invisible tether that led straight to them.

Pushing through the door of her room, just wide enough to slip through the opening before shutting behind her. She trotted down the passageway, hugging close to the shadows. She was beginning to learn her way around the massive converted cargo ship, her home, there was still so much left to discover.

Thankfully, it did not take long to find the others. Her bright golden eyes find the commotion easily, a congregation of wild animals just outside the Ark was not too hard to spot.

One form she did recognize was Tetradore, his presence was magnetizing, a natural beacon-like leader for the group. Then again, she could always feel him, even if it was only subtle. These last few days had been stronger, especially after their latest quest. Next to him was Tobi, she could see those spots a mile away. He watched his mate in that innately protective fashion she had seen up close and personal that night Raven and her first met. That was when she caught a glimpse of a rather excited Raven, the oddly patterned wolf that now stood with the rest of the group. Then there was a flash of a red coat that caught her attention next. A fox! She knew she smelled one somewhere. However, she scanned the group for the source of this unusual commotion, it took a moment because the figure was off in the distance. The shape of a large feline. She felt that foreign line, almost inquisitive of it. Why was she out there while everyone was here? Perhaps this was a traditional pack greeting thing they did that she wasn't yet aware of. She would take note, in the meantime looking impassive while she sat next to Tetradore. She subtly allowed her tail to flop nonchalantly over and brush against him in silent greeting. This dynamic was well, interesting.

That amused gaze passed from Tetradore to the others, taking them in one by one with a certain inquisitiveness while waiting patiently for the tigress to draw closer.

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