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.

Noah's Ark

Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark appears to be little more than an abandoned cargo ship. 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
Manager Raven 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
Vampires Cobain Dalca
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

[ ALEXIS ] the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead


Posted on March 03, 2019 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West

aiden tetradore

It was, perhaps, the oddest hobby that had captured the Were-King's interest, those orange lego pieces sprawled across his desk. His emerald gaze settled upon the page in front of him, only to shift to that very pile as his fingers sifted through the heap of pieces for the one he so diligently sought. The five hundred and seventy-nine piece car was only partially built in front of him and yet, the time he had to build the Chevrolet Corvette was altogether limited. Tobias, after all, was all too keen to steal any of those tiny pieces he could - resulting in the bags of legos largely left packed away for months at a time before he finally found those blissful moments of tranquil silence to work upon it again. The last thing he anticipated was the buzz of his cellphone, the Alpha altogether content to ignore it if at all possible. The device was silent for but a brief moment before, again, that buzzing sound began to reverberate loudly against his desk. His staff, apparently, had resorted to texting when he so failed to answer. A soft sigh left his lips as Tetradore reached for his phone, his emerald eyes fluttering across the screen only for a scowl to cross his lips. His fingers flicked across the screen as Tetradore sent an all but short response, only for the Alpha to rise from his desk with a glimpse of disgruntlement.

The pieces of his lego project were swept bag into their bags, tucked away in the depths of his desk for, perhaps, another day. It was a shame really, he would have liked to have finished it today. Tetradore grabbed the jacket from the back of his chair, striding from his office only to pause abruptly within the hallway. Slowly, his gaze fluttered towards each of those doors and the pack members they represented. Tobias, he knew, was absent today, his Beta and Raven having ventured out on some....date of some sorts. Hm...Mira, perhaps? Tetradore shifted towards her door, lightly knocking on it before turning that knob, only for his gaze to fall upon the emptiness of her own room. Of course, she'd be out today, likely at her little cove toying with that lava that flowed through her veins. His gaze turned back down the hallway in contemplation. Henry would hardly be of the mood to engage in such activities, the boy more often preferring to be drunk or high after whatever relationship issues plagued him. Regan had once again left them....leaving Tetradore with...Alexis. Hm. In fact, she would be perfect for this. He had, admittedly, perhaps failed the young woman as her Alpha. It was...difficult to juggle the sheer amount of responsibilities that fell upon his shoulders - from the Ark, the fights, their shipping business, and Risque, the pack itself occasionally fell to the side. He owed her that time, the young woman never once failed to be present in the pack's activities, she never once failed her task to patrol those very boundaries. This was, admittedly, rather past due - though it seemed to be quite a habit of his when it so came to Alexis. It was a habit he made a mental note to break.

Effortlessly, Tetradore moved towards the young woman's door, lightly knocking upon it despite the way in which it was cracked. "Alexis?" He inquired, lightly pressing it open only to spy the young woman nestled into an armchair with a book in her hands. Tetradore leaned against the girl's doorframe, as his gaze landed upon her. "You look comfortable." The man observed with a small simper upon his lips. His emerald eyes briefly skirted towards the bright sunny window. The snow outside was finally starting to melt with the light of the sun, even despite the still chilly temperatures. It was a welcome change from just how much snow the city had dumped upon it just the month prior. "How do you feel about putting the book down on going on a small adventure with me?" Tetradore inquired, his gaze flickering back towards her. It was, admittedly, likely not the sort of 'adventure' she would anticipate and yet, at least the pair would be left to spend some time together - that had to count for something, didn't it?

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