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 November 22, 2019 by Mira Ramos
West

Tetradore seemed incredibly confident he knew exactly where they were. Well good, that made one of them. "That's good enough for me knowing I am in capable hands." She suddenly drew her bike next to his, mischievously like they played a precarious game of cat and mouse. Although, it was unknown whom played which part. Maybe it hardly mattered. How little did she know that his mind drifted to those darkened places then. Places she seemed to keep away unknowingly in that very moment.

Mira felt that playful urge tugging within her, that desire to test the limits of those impressive motorcycles. She considered how much coaxing it would require to get her feline companion to partake in that very game. Those rules hardly seemed important, nor were the stakes as she urged her bike forward. It listened eagerly to her call, stealing that lead for her own. Just because she proposed a race, didn't mean she had to play fair. Besides, she wanted to see if he was.. paying attention. It was impossible to not relish in view of the ocean and its vivid blue that sprawled on either side of them and knowing that the man was still tired from that taxing teleportation from Sacrosanct to the Chinese sea.

She drew in a breath, relishing in it.. enjoying the sensations of the whistling wind and the promise for more speed. This is what it meant to feel alive, this she was sure... She knew better than to think that he would hardly put up a fight, the woman knowing very well that the man was a force not to underestimate. She could hardly stop that smile that brushed across her lush lips. Upon this bridge with the pristine blue waters of the Pacific ocean surrounding them she felt like she was winged and airborne instead of riding. She leaned eagerly into it, into that speed into the sensations of that sweet shot of adrenaline. In a moment after those riling words he caught up to her with ease. There he was.. finally. He pulled up to her side as a Toyota was fast approaching one they easily split and moved around that very vehicle with thunderous speed. They were like somewhat controlled bullets whirring passed, their very engines must have rattled the doors on that much smaller tin can car. Mira was met with the look of awe from the children passengers in the back and the unimpressed gestures they received from their parents. Yet it hardly seemed to matter as soon they were left far into their wake.

Mira could hardly help that mischievous grin that bloomed upon her lips even if he could not see it. Although he was her alpha, today they stood on entirely equal footing without the weight of the pack and responsibilities that waited for them back home. How far it was from her mind then, focused on the road ahead pressing into that sweet quickening pace once more solidifying her lead. That speed limit had been damned long ago it would seem. Both of them also paid little heed to those white and black notices that were plastered as a reminder... along with other more prominent warning signs that neither of them were able to read. Although, this time Tetradore did not linger far. He was on her, hovering closely behind, she could see him in her mirror as if he was simply content to trail behind. He wasn't trying! She was sure of it. The she-wolf knew he had more.. especially when she surely did.

The Hispanic woman watched as that red needle quickly approached the red. "I thought this was a race..." She reached out for his mind.. that last phrase uttered to rile up the panther once more. In an instant, it seemed like Tetradore seemed to finally awaken, as if his bike lay dormant this whole time. What the hell. She tried to urge her bike faster and yet... unfairly it had no choice to that premium Ninja he drove. For a moment all she could do but watch as he took that lead almost as if he intended to all along.

Perhaps, she should have felt that impending loss and even though its inevitability she let up. It was a game she was hardly meant to win it would seem, Tet's bike possessed far more horsepower than her own bike could keep up with. She knew he was fast... but this was a whole new level of unlocked speed. She still nibbled upon her lip, her golden eyes never leaving Tetradore and that speeding bike that raced far beyond the swiftness her own bike was capable. Regardless, they both flew at those break neck speeds unleashed upon those foreign roads felt impossibly good. Tetradore dashed beyond that makeshift finish line. She was anticipating for the gloating to begin... They soon eased their bikes just enough so they appear beside one another again, that comment uttered with almost disbelief into his mind. Rocket fuel seemed to be that very answer to his victory! She swore she heard that laughter beneath his helmet, even over the roar of their engines. What a rare sound to ever part from the alpha himself.

Tetradore teased her once more about not having it in her. Please. He knew the capabilities of his own bike far before she did. "That was before, when I thought you had a street legal bike.." She responded, belatedly putting the very pieces together. How did she not figure it out before. It never ceased to amaze her the collection of coveted steel fleet of some of the most unattainable vehicles in the world! Of course his bike would be the same. "You were toying with me the whole time.." It was then that teasing had to be put on hold.. when that siren and light flashed behind them after entering the mouth of that darkened tunnel. Where did that even come from? They swore in unison... This was not good. Tetradore informing her to stay close, that he hardly wished to spend any amount of time in a Chinese jail, the woman perhaps apt to agree with him.

"They are going to have to catch us first." They urged their bikes once more with little coaxing, she was grateful they had enough fuel to wage on. Those engines loudly amplified with that dark tunnel, the buzzing sound bouncing loudly off the concrete walls as they traversed hastily with little worry of what might be waiting ahead. "Besides.. even if they do.. catch us. What jail could ever hold either of us?" There was a distinct playful edge to her very words, clearly she was far less worried than Tetradore in that very moment. If they could only get enough speed to put some distance between them, that's all they needed. This it would seem was simply a race of a different kind. There was some level of fun with the tendrils of danger that Mira found covertly appealing. Yet were they truly in any true danger? Tetradore could literally teleport them away from here with but a simple touch. Or Mira could have given them one hell of a diversion with her abilities, she was sure of it.

The LED tunnel lights seemed to blur together as if entwining with the intimidating sound of wailing sirens. They were closer than they thought. She could see those lights bouncing off the cement walls. It took hardly any time at all for the end to come into view. The she-wolf's golden eyes widened in surprise at what awaited them. There were two other cop cars framing either side of the exit, prepared and waiting. Well, that was fast. It didn't take long to notice those spikes that were placed across the entirety of the road, meant to burst their tires if they did not stop and accept their fate. "Shit. We are blocked in." They were quickly approaching the end of the tunnel.

"Can you get us on the other side of that blockade? I think I have an plan." There was not an ounce of fear as she peered at those looming spikes ahead.

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