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 June 29, 2019 by Raven Cain
i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

Being back around the warehouse she felt immensely uneasy. She could feel her stomach start to crawl up her throat. Looking down at her hands along that steering wheel she noticed that her grip was a bit too tight than necessary. Letting go of the steering wheel she looked around the place did look different in the daylight. Her eyes shifted back towards the warehouse frowning a bit. Just like when she was back with Azrael she could feel her other side snarling and whimpering at the same time, demanding they not go in. They didn't have to be here. Her conscience though couldn't let her stay away though, not when there were innocent lives having to endure this. If the Council was not going to do their job then she might as well do it and she was thankful that Mira agreed to accompany her on this....foolish mission. Providing Mira a description of what she knew about the place she nodded slowly to confirm that there was indeed a basement. Although her assumption that there weren't many people around here could be wrong. A place like this remained a secret for far too long, there had to be a reason for it. Especially if the Council doesn't do any raids often to help save anyone trap in there. It was Mira's comment about bringing her back home broken, that made the lupine visibly wince, and lower her head in shame. Only once was she brought back to the Ark, broken in more ways than one. She told Frost to leave, he was upsetting Alexis, and she and her feral side wouldn't tolerate him any longer. It was a mistake. Tetradore and Tobias were not pleased to see her as she was. Tetradore attacked him while her mate attempted to help her heal. Things didn't turn around well for either of them and she had no desire to come home broken like that again. Shaking her head she murmured softly.

"No, I don't think they would be pleased to see me broken again. Tetra wouldn't be happy to see you broken either."

Besides in their world it never did them any good being seen as weak. It was in their nature, to find a partner that was healthy, attractive, intelligent, and strong. By seeing all those unhealed scars that crisscrossed her frame it was evident she was neither healthy nor strong. If Mira got harmed in this endeavor to save those captured supernatural creatures, and Tetradore learned it was all her fault, she was afraid to find out what his reaction would be. Would he yell at her? He didn't seem the type to punish her physically, but that didn't mean it was possible. Mira was his.And she would be the one responsible for bringing her home, hurt, Tetradore would have every right to get after her about it. Neither of them could return home if they were hurt. Raven had no desire to see the look of disappointment or anger in either her mates' or Alphas' eyes. It was best if they had no idea about what they did this afternoon. If they were in over their heads it would be best for them to abandon this mission, even if that meant they couldn't save anyone....but they had to try. Frowning she nodded in agreement to Mira's order that they flee to survive if it doesn't go well...she would make sure Mira would get out of here, because Raven had every intention to get every poor soul out of there even if that meant she had to be captured too. Listing out the powers she possessed she shrugged her shoulders when Mira mentioned they could come in handy. With one nod, to confirm she could open the doors with her telekinesis, she opened the door of the car, stepping out and allowing that familiar shift to occur. Tilting her dial to the side she answered hesitantly answered Mira's question.

"I think the shadows can block bullets, be my first time trying. Guess we'll find out."

This wasn't the best setting to discover whether or not she could block bullets, but it would be a good thing to know about in the future. Making the car doors shut with her telekinesis she cautiously headed towards the front door of the warehouse. It wasn't the best strategy, coming in through the entrance, but this was the only way she knew in and she didn't have time to figure out if there was another entrance. As Mira looked in the direction of the brush across the parking lot she frowned. As Mira gave her the greenlight to abandon her in this warehouse she growled quite softly. If anyone had to stay behind if something went wrong, it was her. She was the one that wanted to go out and do this. Mira was just willing to come along to help, she didn't deserve to suffer from those consequences. Taking a step towards her she extended her neck a bit, brushing her dial against her and then giving her a gentle lick on the side of her face. There was a movie her mate wanted to watch that came to mind. It was about a little girl and her alien pet. Family was an important theme in that movie. There was a quote that came to mind that inwardly made her smile, a quote that was good for the both of them to hear. With a gentle nip at the top of Mira's ears she happily repeated those quotes.

"I'm not leaving you behind. Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind. Besides if we get caught, our boys will eventually find us and make them pay."

Sometimes having a husband and Alpha that were possessive and protective was a good thing. Those vampires or Dark Hunters, would learn a very valuable lesson right before they died, if Tobias and Tetradore had to come for their rescue. Leaving her with a nickname she started to work on opening the warehouse doors. Her ears flicked back and forth as her tail swayed a little bit behind her, pleased to see the doors start to open a bit for them. Black lips pulled back to reveal her sharp white teeth in disagreement for her name. Shaking her head spoke with a scoff.

"You're terrible with nicknames. I like the nickname Jackal gave me."

Granny. Really? She was only driving appropriately through the city so that no one would be on their trail. Heading through the opening she cautiously walked forward looking around, her grey-trimmed ears rotating back and forth like, trying to pick up any noise that might alert them that someone was nearby. Keeping her eye on the open door her tail swayed side to side as her dial lifted upwards to catch various scents. The stench of vampire was quite heavy, but there was no way they would be up and about now, not with the sun out. There was the scent of Dark Hunters though. With a snort she shook her head, displeased. Slowly she started walking towards the door, and when she got close she quickly turned her head inside looking around. It was empty she didn't see anyone walking about, but she did see the doors that led towards the ramp down to the cages were open though. That was a good thing. Slowly she began to pull some of the shadows around her figure and then Mira's, allowing them to rotate around them. Mira would see the place had small tables with tall chairs spaced about, the person Raven saw was walking past the open doors that led to the ramp, heading over towards the other side of the warehouse she wasn't familiar with. Eyeing the ramp that led towards the door where the cages she saw, she looked around, seeing no one about, she made a run for it. Reaching the door she pulled it open, slowly, with her telekinesis. With the door open, the she-wolf peered inside, seeing the familiar sight of those cages. The stench was rancid. Stepping through she saw the familiar red-headed vampire that wanted to brand her when she left with Azrael, he was busy trying to stuff a young Were-Imapla in one of the opened cages. The young Were was thrashing about as best he could. Standing in the doorway, the Vampires clearly wasn't focused on her, she mentally called for Mira to come.

"Spitfire, look."

Raven Cain.
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