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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask

Posted on April 07, 2019 by Raven Cain
i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

Through her pacing back and forth Raven was considering a lot of things. How they were going to keep the Vampires from conducting their inhumane auction. They couldn't just waltz in like they owned the place. They had to figure out the best place to enter that kept them from being caught. It was too dark the night Azrael took her on his reconnaissance. Raven remembered how fortified the place seemed with the tall fences, barbed wire coiled at the top and along the fence. Those floodlights didn't help her see a window or another door. In the basement she saw cement like walls with now evidence of a window or door. She doubted there would be a window anyways, because they didn't want some stranger poking their nose in their business. Walking through the front door wasn't a good idea, but it could be if there was a good distraction. Seeing Mira's handiwork with those crates gave her an idea. Another thing she was considering about was how could they d this without their pack paying the consequences. They couldn't get caught and couldn't be recognizable when they came back home. But it was Mira's question if their actions could make a significant difference that made her stop her pacing. Blue-grey eyes looked straight in Mira's golden gaze and without hesitation she softly spoke.

"Saving the lives of the victims, yes. Keeping the Vampires from doing these auctions, no. But this could put a pause I their business and make them lose money...it's going to hurt them in their pocketbooks. If one of us was captured and a stranger helped them escape, I'd be extremely thankful."

Turning around the lupine made her descent towards the bowels of the Ark. Turning on the lights she easily passed by all the vehicles that their Alpha owned. Some cars she had been privileged to ride in with him. The panther was kind enough to allow her to accompany him, driving with the windows down so that she could feel the wind tear through her curls. There was something absolutely thrilling with feeling the wind on her face. In the far corner there her blue car was parked, a gift from the green-eyed man. According to her mate there were certain cars she was allowed to get, and with a bit of his help she settled on one that they approved. After unlocking the car she opened her door, but before she slid in she looked over to the other she-wolf. Raven didn't want Mira to accompany her, because she felt like she had to. The lupine saw herself as another member of their pack, nothing more and nothing less. Just because she was the Beta's mate she didn't think that made her one either. The two of them came from different packs. She understood the setup of her pack, but she wasn't sure what the setup for Mira's. For all she knew it could be different. After all this pack they lived in, they were different. A small simper appeared on her pink lips when she agreed, on her own free will, to accompany her on this...foolish mission. Stepping into the car she pressed the start button, listening to the engine purr gently to life. Leaving the Ark and heading through town she made sure to drive the speed limit. Mira's comment about her driving made her eyes shift towards her, responding quite assuredly.

"If I speed and get caught by the cops it'll look suspicious. Dark Hunters have connections with the Council. If the Dark Hunter council has some members that are tied towards this auction place, as I suspect some might are, if they learned that the site was messed up...they might make the connection it was me. I can't give them any reason. Which is why we're going around the city and go towards the place another way. We'll speed when we are out of the city."

They would leave the West, go North and get on the road that led out of the city. When they reached an outskirt city she headed East and placed her foot on the pedal closer to the floor, heading towards their destination. Knowing there would be a drop the girl began to decrease speed, her right arm stretched over in front of Mira, as if she were going to protect her, and suddenly the car would go down a steep, steep hill. Down at the end was a valley where the large warehouse stood ominously. Looking over at Mira she moved her arm away from her and continued the trek down. There were a few cars sitting in the dirt up against the warehouse. It was possible that these cars came from the patrons from another business night, but it was also possible they could be workers. The sun was up and would remain up for quite a while, so they didn't have to worry about Vampires. But they would need to worry about whatever sort of guards they had within the warehouse. Parking the car along the edge of the warehouse she turned it off and sat there, scanning the area, looking for something that would be useful.

"Mira, tell me a little more about your powers...I'd like to know how it works and what you can do and if there are any limits."

Raven Cain.
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