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.

Bartender Raylin Chike

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 can make the stars dance [Marcelo]

Posted on March 29, 2019 by NADYA
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true

It was time to celebrate and this time a quiet wine and dine just wouldn't do. No, the outgoing woman needed a good old fashioned bar night with plenty of dancing and music she could feel in her soul. Her first competition as a dance instructor had been a success. The young group she had taken had done well, placing in group and with their solos enough to go on to the finals next month. It would mean a few days away on a road trip which the details would have to be worked out later. Those were for another day. Nadya had called up a few of the girls from her old burlesque to come out and celebrate with her. Many she had continued to keep in contact with even after selling the burlesque.

The West was normally one place Nadya didn't go anymore. She didn't want to be running into anyone she knew down there...or rather her brother. Although it no longer made her feel like her heart was aching when others brought up his name, she didn't care to seek him out. However, the bar just on the edge of that side of town was her favorite spot in the past. She had to go. She was also entirely sure her brother's distaste for bars after his...thing with that vampire would keep him out of this one.

Of course Nadya had attempted to get her mate to join her but some excuse on a business meeting had him missing the celebration. Perhaps that frustration at not having him had a little something to do with the extra allure she put in her moves on the dance floor. Nadya danced amongst the girls, dressed in a long sleeve shirt that was tied off above her belly button leaving the expanse of skin of her midriff exposed and black hip hugging jeans further showing off those curves. At the end of one song Nadya ceased dancing and lured the fae girls she had been partying with to the bar. Drinks were on her. "Kyle! Round of kamikazes please." It had been quite a while since she had patroned this bar due to its location but had been a regular before. She was pleased for the familiar face of the bartender.

The man offered a small smile as he set to work making the drinks, "Haven't seen you in a while. How's the upper side treating you?" Nadya smirked back as she watched him, "You should come see some time." The bartender chuckled and shook his head good heartedly, pouring that liquid down the line of 5 shot glasses. Nadya took her drink, tossing it down in time with her friends before casting her attention back to the dance floor. The current song didn't call to her at the moment but the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her was glorious. There were definitely going to be more of those.

Nadya Tetradore