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 October 13, 2014 by AIDEN TETRADORE
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Silent befell upon the ebony panther as he listened to her though hardly a response registered upon his lips. It was surely not his responsibility to teach the blind child how to navigate his city, in fact he certainly had much better things to spend his time doing. A soft huff of air left his lips at her inquiry, the soft vibration emitting from her throat was certainly heard but, like so many things, it too was ignored. "It's what you would call the 'rough part of town'". He commented simply. After all the Ark had kept it's secrecy for so long because so few blabbed of it's whereabouts, not to mention just what went on behind those steel walls.

It wasn't until her admittance of the real reason she was following him that Tetradore saw fit to pause. His emerald gaze swung back in her direction, his eyes roving over her small figure. "You should find a pack to take you in. One with children. They will teach you how to live with your...disability. Try in the South. Here you will find no sympathy." It was by far the worst part of down a blind, child-were could wander within and that much he knew. A small groan left his lips as he stared at her, knowing all too well what his sister would say if he brought her home, much less if he left her there. "I will take you southward, but then you are on your own, got it?" He inquired, his gaze narrowing ever so slightly. See - he could be helpful...sometimes.