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.
Cull & Pistol
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.
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
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
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
Despite all the heavy lifting and beads of perspiration which were beginning to form on her forehead, Carolina was rather enjoying this afternoon. Sly made for good company, and the easy conversation they seemed to keep finding only served to put her more at ease the farther they carted the weighty box up those god-awful stairs. It didn't surprise her that the warlock had a seemingly endless stream of questions for her about the Ark and the species that predominantly called it home, to an outsider it had to be rather amazing. The Were sensed nothing but pure curiosity from the blonde companion as well, so she wasn't worried about any ulterior motives, and she was sure the delivery man hadn't expected a chatty assistant when he showed up to the job today. Perhaps that made her tongue a bit looser than it might have normally been, but Carolina had never been much for following rules.
The comment on Tetradores' position of alpha and all it entailed had her nodding readily in agreement, even as her gaze shifted past him and down the hallway in which they travelled.
Sighing in relief as they deposited that box onto the plush carpeted floor of the Alpha's office, wiping the small beads of sweat off her brow as she evaluated how much work was still before them. The appeal of just calling it a day and instead introducing Sly to her favorite area of the Ark - the bar - growing to the point that she voiced as much. Thinking of Tet walking in on the pair enjoying a drink instead of hauling the oversized desk upstairs enough to bring that playful raise to her brows and her voice. For his part Sly seemed to have no objections to the idea, the idea of Tet leaving comments about his performance afterwards coaxing a light chuckle from her once more.
After only a heartbeat her pink lips curved into smile as sly as the man it is directed to, thinking that perhaps today would be much more interesting than she had initially expected.
Carolina was eager to move on, noticing how ill at ease Tobi's presence seemed to have made the warlock, and thankfully she had been holding onto something that would do just the trick.
Dropping the proverbial bomb that the ship did, in fact, have an elevator worked precisely as she had hoped it would. The blonde barely containing her laughter until the truth behind that revelation echoed across Sly's face. For a few moments the blonde woman couldn't quite breathe, an arm wrapped around her stomach as she leaned against the wall to avoid doubling over entirely at her own prank. As she finally overcame her amusement Carolina was glad to see that the warlock was taking it rather well, despite his fairly convincing poker face as he mentioned feeling betrayed. Hopefully her explanation as to why she hadn't mentioned this before now would be just as acceptable, and the good-humored rolling of the shaggy blonde's eyes she felt it was. Sly's exasperated exclamation only had her letting loose the final few huffs of laughter as she bumped his shoulder companionably.
Her slender shoulders shrugged in sheepish acceptance of his argument even as that grin still played on her lips.
Carolina stepped back once everything was settled, content to let the warlock take the lead as she merely watched him unpack the boxes meticulously. She only stepped forward when he offered her a piece to hold as he assembled the variously marked pieces. Carolina had assembled her fair share of IKEA furniture, but this was a huge piece to build. She was scanning all the various parts they had yet to go through as his voice caught her attention once more, another question which did not surprise her in the least; she was coming to realize they shared that curiosity as well as a sense of humor.