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 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
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

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Posted on March 28, 2019 by Alexis Wilde
West


She didn't blame Tetradore for not making time for her. She was sure he was busy with pack duties and running the Ark and the arena and whatever side businesses he got up to, as well. She never would ask for more because she already felt rich. Maybe that's what came from a former life of being hid away and abused on the regular but now, she felt content with her life. It was like for the first time she felt truly free, like she could breathe again. It felt amazing. And she didn't feel alone. She had a pack and she felt like she belonged, even if she wasn't as close with some of the members as she wanted to be. She had her best friend and she was slowly but surely making friends with the rest of the pack as well. It felt good to belong. When he asked her to join him, she had her curiosities but she chose not to voice them. It didn't really matter where they were going or what they were going to do when they got there. As long as she was helping Tetradore and the pack, she would do whatever she could.

When she asked after food, he said they could have lunch after the adventure and she smiled and nodded, satisfied for now. She followed him down into the garage, eyin the cars with a mixture of curiosity and caution. The idea of riding in motorized vehicles still felt foreign to her and she didn't trust it but she trusted Tetradore and that would be enough for now. She usually just walked or ran everywhere she needed to go but she knew him and Tobias had a thing for fast cars. They played enough video games with them in it. Lights blinked on a certain car and she jumped a little, her gaze sweeping to Tetradore to see he held keys to it. Alexander had a car that did that too but it still scared her every time. Still so....foreign. Even so, she gave him a sheepish smile and walked to the vehicle with him, sliding into the passenger seat as he started the engine.

She could tell by the vibration that there was power under her feet and she didn't know whether to be fascinated or terrified. She glanced over at Tetradore. "How long have you been driving, if you don't mind me asking? Was it always so easy to trust that these things weren't going to get a mind of their own and kill you?" She knew it might sound stupid but she couldn't help but feel intimidated a little by the power rumbling beneath the hood in these vehicles. She'd seen people get hurt in them, and worse. When he pulled out onto the dock, she turned her head to look out the window, still mesmerized by the Ark and the lights that still glowed in the windows on the deck. It was home to her already. Maybe it always had been. When he pulled to a stop and said they were here, she turned her head to glance at him in curiosity before looking around at the crates.

Her brow lifted in expectation of an explanation of some sort and she listened as he told her about the Dark Council trying to keep one of their shipments. She scowled thoughtfully, her curiosity getting the best of her. She wondered what was in that box that was so important but if it was important enough to warrent stealing it then surely it meant something to Tetradore so that would have to be enough. She exhaled and nodded, her brows furrowing in determination. "They didn't call me Silk for nothing back home. What does the box look like? Will I know it when I see it?" She knew her small size as a Were and her silent paws would come in handy with this mission, especially since it was still dark out. She could probably slip in un-noticed for the most part. She felt the first waves of excitement run down her spine. It'd been too long since she felt this kind of purpose.

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