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

in a young girl's heart


Posted on July 17, 2014 by Everette Lein Woods
West
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC
in a young girl's heart

Baby blue eyes watch from her space in the crowd. Her face is slightly flushed from the heat inside the room, the fight before her causing her body to shiver. There was something brutal about this battle for money that she admired. She could never dare to enter such a ring, no matter how flexible, agile, and speedy she is. Those cats would eat her furry self alive. The bell rings, causing her lips to quirk upward into an amused smile as the leopard releases its prey and returns to the panther's side, brushing against it slightly before another pair dare to enter the arena. Everette crosses her arms, eyes narrowing as the couple begins to laugh, a horrible maniacal laugh that follows them into their change. Everette smirks, eyes darting around the crowd to see the exact same emotion that she feels show up upon their faces. She wasn't the only one disgusted with these two. Not sure if disgusted is actually the word she would use, but there it is.

Everette sighs as the battle begins simply turning away from the snarls and hisses and pushing past the crowd to leave. Fighting wasn't really her thing. Although the girl had survived plenty of Hunters due to her quick wits and charms and the fact that she could fight if she needed to, she still preferred to be away from bloodshed. The girl pushes past a lady, gaining a glare and a curse that she ignores before finally breaking through the door and into the cool night. For a moment, she is allowed peace, moving away from the door to lean against the wall in shadows comfortably. She inhales the cool night air, attempting to get the stench of Syn out of her potent nose.

This moment is half lived though for the door slams open and reveals the figures of the fighters from before. In a second the girl has shifted, falling into the purest white forms and disappearing behind a trash can. Light blues watch them, strangely enough she feels the need to follow as well. A flash of white can be seen as the little hare darts from can to can before reaching the door just as it closes. She stands upon her hind legs, little pink nose wrinkling as she inhales in the scents from within. Then comes the noises; crashes, bangs, gunfire and the girl darts behind a trash can beside the door. She breathes slowly, heart beating as she remains calm and quiet.

Only, she isn't the only one.
Inside it has grown quiet as well meaning, the cats have smelt dinner.

" speaking."
Everette Lein Woods

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