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
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
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Posted on September 28, 2019 by Raven Cain
A half-smile slowly began to appear as she saw her friend be amused by the rambunctious actions of her husband. He was quite the different character. Raven recalled how anxious she was during the royal wedding. Being around those dignitaries was absolutely terrifying. Tobias and herself were not meant to be around a crowd like that, they didn't belong with them, and she was afraid what terrible scene her mate would cause. Dorian was extremely generous and kind to allow them to attend his very special day. The last thing she needed was her devious companion misbehaving. As Alexis began to talk about a moment when Tobias was being mischievous, Raven couldn't help but shake her head in dismay, of course he would play some silly act with a person fast asleep. When they have children she will have to keep a very sharp eye on him and ensure their children aren't become hell-raising demons spreading havoc within their home. When Alexis asked whether or not she discussed her past with her mate she answered it as best she could. A part of her wished to explain to him why she reacted to certain things unusually. Raven wanted to know more about her husband, she wanted that ability to easy talk to him about anything, to have that back and forth conversation. The mention of Alexis admitting she didn't think she and her Dark Hunter was answered with a small nod and a soft voice.
Everyone deserved someone. It was good that Alexis found someone that made her happy. Whenever she came to the Ark Raven could catch the scent of the Dark Hunter she had been seeing. The fox was always pleased when she returned from those outings. Not once did the man come within the Ark during the day or night. Probably because he was didn't want to tread on claimed territory. Whatever the reason none of them had met him, but if Alexis was willing to have herself and her troublesome husband present, she would be willing. A small frown appeared when Alexis began to talk about how he had been to many places. Why did that matter? She was chosen, he chose her...and she needed to be reminded that she was of worth. Murmuring softly she searched for Alexis' eyes, and when they locked, she held her gentle gaze on her.
Breaking her gaze she grabbed her tea cup and took a sip before setting it down on the table again. Reopening her book she returned to her bookmarked page, getting ready to go over coincidentally enough Alexander the Great. Funny that, Alexander.