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

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.

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


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
Vampires Cobain Dalca
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

I'm a savage, it's automatic;

Posted on February 16, 2019 by Mira Ramos

We were chasing the thunder inside the storm;

The ark felt entirely too uncharacteristically serene, like a lull washed through that ship and barely a soul stirred. It would seem everyone was out and about. It was a nice change of pace, but she had grown used to the daily bustle that moments like this almost seemed... empty. She could hear every creek, groan, and far off distant sound of clanging of metal on metal that seemed to resonate eerily through her. Those very sounds had become something of comfort to the woman and yet today, it seemed to leave her a little on edge, the she-wolf hardly understanding why in the least. That unsettled feeling hardly dwindled while she padded outside of her room, closing the door behind her with a few items in tow, well equipped to going out, she wore her well-worn leather jacket, leather boots, and fitted dark hued jeans. She was fully intending to leave the ship lose herself to the sweet comfort of cove once more. It was one of her favourite places to be, where she was able to unleash her powers without worry for harming anyone, or losing control or taking out the whole damn forest. She had grown quite adept in honing them and there was a certain release she got when she allowed herself to give into her affinity. It was when she strode across the ship into the common area that she had realized she was not alone. Raven came into view, however, something about her seemed off.. distant, not her usual purpose-filled self.

"Hey Raven.." she called out, seeing the woman pacing, a strange state to find the curly-haired woman. The curly haired woman hardly seemed to notice her voice, so she drew a little closer, that anxiety billowing off the clearly troubled woman was alarming, to say the least. She immediately looked around as if sensing some kind of impending danger, wondering what kind of catastrophe could be amiss them now. Yet nothing seemed to be out of sorts. How entirely uncharacteristic. It caused Mira's features to tug into a thorough frown, her golden eyes curiously observing the other she-wolf.

"Earth to Raven Cain... do you copy?" She tried a teasing, lighthearted approach, lifting her hand into a loose wave, a hesitant yet curious gesture. She drew closer still, the woman was just outside one of her usual haunts, the kitchen but normally she was deep within the confines of her sanctuary or Tobi. The she-wolf thought without a hint of a doubt that using her married name would have captured her attention, yet still to no avail. That wedding still freshly danced within her mind, seeing those two smile at each other, was one of the most genuine things she had ever seen. How nice it was to see the two defy all odds and simply let love win out for once. Love.. what a foolish notion, she was hardly one to truly believe in such a thing, but those two, they had it. She was sure of it. How often did love fail? In which case, was it truly love to begin with? Yet if anyone deserved to find happiness it was those two. Yet love hardly seemed to be what was plaguing Raven now... right?

She drew up closer still, sliding in front of the clearly stressed woman's eager pacing to interrupt her, concern within her golden molten eyes. Something was evidently wrong if the other she-wolf was clearly this distraught, but what? Raven had never confided in her before, she was sure that now would be no different and yet she couldn't just leave her packmate like this. Clearly, something must have happened, but each line to every pack member seemed secured in place.

Even that strangely frayed one from the volatile new-changed woman that she had the....pleasure of meeting a week ago. She had never had so many things launched at her head in all her life and the fire of that woman seemed to rival the destructive lava Mira wielded. "Raven, what's going on? Come on, spill.. I've never seen you this upset before. Tobi and Tetra... are they ok? Are you ok?" She could hardly help that hint of concern that entered her very words. Did she hear something that Mira did not? How that pack bond seemed to infect her more than she realized, finding herself thinking of them, continuously making subconscious headcounts to make sure everyone was alright, like a newfound reflex. This is what a true pack felt like, perhaps.

Mira made no move to back down, not leaving until Raven spilled what was on her mind all whilst being patient enough to allow her to do so in her own time.

I'd rather be dangerous;