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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask


Posted on October 15, 2014 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
West


Had they not have been surrounded by a group of Were's Raven would have laughed as the boy tried to wipe the cream off his arms, after the realization that her 'painting' was for girls. She would have warned him and corrected him of this mistake, but he was the one that was in such a hurry to go out. She obediently followed as any girl would to the male. Even though a part of her knew she was independent and could do as she pleased, following the orders of a male simply felt...right. It was a difficult thing to explain to herself and yet she didn't feel it was necessary to ponder about it. Following a male came natural and in a way it helped her see where she was in the world. Always she was an outcast and following someone, who was also an outcast, simply gave her more faith in knowing she was doing the right thing by following him. As she stood beside him, her form easily pressed into his, blue-grey eyes widen as she took in her surroundings. The invading males were creeping on them closer as they began to shift she couldn't help but shift herself. Jaws parted to reveal her sharp white teeth, grey edged banner swayed side to side in an irritated manner. Her skull would turn around slightly when she noticed the opponents that her date would have to deal with. A low snarl bubbles in the back of her throat as her side roughly brushed against his, an encouraging manner and a subtle reminder that she was here for him. As he moved to press into her own it only reinforced her need to win her own fight.

As the ram and rhino began to charge she would leap out of the way, partly so he could deal with them, but also so she won't get trampled and stay out of his way. Grey-trimmed ears laced back tightly against her ebony crown as she charged at the stripped feline. She was lucky that she had the ability to make her form much larger to take on the tiger. Using the extra height and long legs to her advantage it was easy for her to dodge each swipe the tiger made with its dinner-sized plate paws. As the orange and black jungle cat lunged at her, his claws would sink into either shoulder, her frame being pulled towards him. Black lips pulled back as her neck would swing to the side, muzzle opened wide as she allowed her teeth to sink at the bottom part of his neck. Powerful jaws would clamp tightly as she pulled the creature away from her, opening her jaws to allow her teeth to slip out of his flesh. Using her telepathy she would slam his carcass into the side of one of the buildings, not knowing this was a similar technique that Tobias had forced the rhino to do. Once he was bloodied and looked broken she would turn her head to see Tobias heading for the shadows. As the wolf began to paw at the spotted cat, his teeth snapping near his throat, Raven stood waiting...not wanting to get involved. There were some places where she was needed and this was a fight she understood that Tobias needed to win. Eventually Tobias' claws would sink into the face of the wolf, dragging him down, and standing over the beaten wolf, yet the wily creature would quickly slink away bloodied and pride bruised with a loss of his pack. Her tail would sway side to side as she quietly padded up to her deviant, her voice gently pressing into his mind.

"Tobi...you did good...we can hunt now."

Slowly she would allow her frame to slide up against his neon blue furred frame. Pointed muzzle would poke behind his ear as it slowly rubbed to the side of his face, as one pink tongue gingerly licked the side of his muzzle. Her ebony skull would drop and gently tuck underneath his own jaw for a moment, before sliding it away to meet his golden gaze. Covered underneath her thick fur was the mark he had given her, one that could easily be seen as a human, and for a moment tonight those indentions could barely be recognizable. Once again the two had done something together only packs would typically do with one another, trust still building between the two as they pulled off the attack. She was standing there waiting for his orders as she gently spoke to him again.

"I will follow you...I am yours."

It was a simple statement, a sign that she was slowly trusting him more and more.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven

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