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 (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 August 08, 2023 by AIDEN TETRADORE
West
His sister's return had been nothing but a source of headache for the Were-King. Their relationship had never truly been given the chance to solidify, as adults. The harm she had caused had left cracks the size of canyons and yet, now, she held no recollection of the choices she'd made. Regardless - she had chosen to run rather than stay. She had sought a sanctuary here, with him, and Tetradore had provided it...only for her to leave all the same. She had never had the patience to allow the Alpha to work through his emotions...much less have them in the first place. A small frown lingered upon his features, even as he turned back towards the young man behind him to suggest that he search for Nadya instead. She had treasured her adoptive family more than her real one anyways. Tetradore watched as Leo's brow rose, those questions falling immediately from the boy's lips as if he hadn't listened to the Were-King at all. "No, it would seem not." Tetradore answered - the very name of Nadya's lover had been enough to provoke some sort of anxious frenzy within the girl. Leo's inquiry on what happened, however, prompted a small raise of the Alpha's shoulders in a brief shrug. "I don't know." And that was the truth of it. Nadya had been unable to tell him what had happened or where her children were - she had been unable to tell him anything of real value.

An audible breath left his lips as Leo queried why he had to be the one to find her. "Nadya and I have not been close since we were children. You know more about her life now then I do. She left here...and me...on her own." Leo stepped closer towards him, his hands held up in some vague...begging...surrender as the boy began to clearly panic at the daunting task ahead of him. "Leo, I will say this for the last time. I. Don't. Know. Where. She. Is. I don't know where she would have gone. I don't know where to look for her. I don't have answers for you. I'm in the same boat as you." Quite literally. He turned his back upon the boy, clearly planning on leaving Leo to his own devices. Tetradore had always been one to respect the choices of others and if Nadya didn't want to be here...if she didn't want to be on the Ark...if she didn't want to be with him...then he saw little reason to chase her down.
Now the beast has come to play