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 May 08, 2020 by AIDEN TETRADORE
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How glorious that fresh air felt within the Were-King's lungs, chasing away the smoke he had previously inhaled - the very same smoke that now billowed high into the air behind him. Tetradore would have to do something about what had occurred tonight. The Hunters stationed in his ward had become more...rebellious of late, as if they had something to prove against the Western King. It was unfortunate for them that Tetradore was well connected. Such thoughts, however, were pushed into the back of his mind as he commented on the need for a drink. The very suggestion seemed to prompt giggling from Alexis (albeit initially in the form of a coughing spree). Her comment, however, bought up an entirely different thought to Tetradore's mind. Abruptly, he inquired, on the topic of coffee shops, whether or not Alexis wanted to tell him about the man she'd clearly been seeing. He had smelled his grandfather upon her, even though the Alpha hadn't asked either about the nature of their relationship. He had hoped the one of the two might see fit to mention it to him....and yet neither had and so, Tetradore found himself inquiring.

Alexis' arched brow and poised question prompted a small shrug to Tetradore's shoulders. "Is there a better time?" He inquired, though truly he failed to see why now was so bad. That sigh upon her lips prompted a raise of his own brow as Tetradore climbed into the driver side seat, the man already turning the sports car on as Alexis began to speak. Boyfriend, huh? He'd had an inkling, of course, and yet it was almost...awkward to finally hear it from Alexis' lips. The woman surely had no idea of his own connection to Alexander. "Hmm." That soft sound was all Tetradore offered, for a moment, as he shifted the vehicle into reverse. The sportscar smoothly turned beneath his capable hands as Tetradore guided it onto the road that led towards the heart of Sacrosanct's metropolis. "Were you ever going to tell me?" He asked after a moment - that inquiry of far greater importance to him then what she chose to do with his own grandfather. After all, Alexander had proven more than capable of taking care of himself.

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