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

Going for a spin


Posted on June 02, 2019 by Katarina Foster
West


He was too damn stubborn for his own good. No matter what she said or did, he knew her well enough to know exactly what she was doing. If she hadn't dropped her walls and let him in, then maybe this would be a lot easier. But then they wouldn't be having this issue cause he would have let her go a long time ago. She didn't expect the tears herself but once they started, there was no stopping them. She knew she must look a sight right now, tears streaming down her face and all. She probably looked pretty disgusting, and yet Kohl was still there to wrap his arms around her when she all but flung herself into his chest. She clung to his shirt as if for her very life, not caring that someone was watching the whole thing.

Finally the tears started to ebb and she knew that she'd cried all that she could, at least for now. Kohl seemed happy enough that she gave in and said that they would do this together from now on. She couldn't help it that inside, she was more content than she'd felt in a long time. She just knew that could be very dangerous, especially with Viktor coming after them. She'd have to stay vigilant, even with this huge distraction before her. When she rested her head against him, she couldn't help but tease him about his shirt. It got the desired effect and suddenly he was asking if he needed to wash it. She couldn't help but smirk. "I mean, I guess you could leave it here. I don't think we have time to wait for it to finish. We probably need to keep moving. We've already been in one place too long."

She was being a little overly dramatic but knowing him, he might not catch on. Besides, she couldn't help it that the perverted girl inside of her wanted to see him walk around shirtless for a little while. When she pulled away, he suddenly asked about the living situation. She knew he was right. Viktor knew everything about them. They'd have to be unpredictable if they wanted to stay out of his crosshairs until they had a plan. Kohl seemed to be on the right page, saying they could stay in a hotel or wherever she was staying. She tilted her head, a little amused. "You mean, you don't already know? I've been staying in abandoned buildings, foreclosures and such. You sure you can handle that kind of living? We can probably swing a few cheap hotel rooms every few days if we use fake names and pay in cash, only. I'm sure he has a way to track cards."

She raised a brow, wondering how he would take that information. Could he handle this? Only time would tell. She could see he was stressed. "The Council won't shelter us, not from something this big. Viktor has hands in all kinds of pockets. The only reason he hasn't come after me before this is because he was biding his time, not because he couldn't." Kohl said that they'd been there too long and she nodded. "You're right." She glanced at the woman, suddenly wishing she had a power to make her forget she saw them or something but it's not like she would stoop so low as to threaten or kill an innocent witness. No, they'd just have to hope she kept this entertaining situation to herself. Just as she was about to lead him out the door though, she heard a small voice.

"Excuse me, young lady and young man?" Turning her head back, she looked at the woman in question as she stepped around slowly toward them. "Do you need a car?" The lady held out her keys. "It's no Ferrari but it should get you somewhere safe for the night." The woman looked between Kat and Kohl, as if gauging their responses before she smiled. "I wish you both the best of luck. It's been a long time since I've seen someone so in love. Nothing should come between that, not even death." Kat was still speechless as the woman pressed the keys into her hand and turned to go back to her clothes. Slowly, Kat turned to Kohl, holding up the keys. "Shall we?"


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