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

Bye bye blue skies.

Posted on July 30, 2019 by Mira Ramos


It was that mention of Tetradore and soft shake of Raven's head that caused Mira to look away, toward the large building once more. A soft sigh whispered decisively from Mira's lips, not willing to allow this car to get anymore pitiful. There was no room for doubt in what they were planning to do. "I think we have had just about enough of this talk. Call it a talent, but I have a feeling all will be well. We just need to play this smart. I have your back. You have mine, that is all we need." Perhaps they were famous last words and yet the confident wolf would not allow for any doubt to seep into her mind, right before that mission. That building might have looked ominous and imposing, but it was just a building. Even with that dismal tale Raven had painted surely had made the woman hesitate. But there was no room for it now.

The fact that hunters had not shut this very place down, she admitted she found concerning. Vampires were no joke, but judging by the sun overhead and the lack of vehicles within that parking lot, it was safe to assume the place was on graveyard shift, running on a skeleton crew. There was a very big chance they could be met with empty cages. She wrinkled her nose in thought.. To go in guns a blazing only to be met with an empty warehouse hardly seem rewarding in the slightest, especially travelling all this way. When Mira returned her molten gaze toward the other young woman beside her, she saw that look of someone deep in thought, lost to the shadows of her own mind. A curious look offered to the curly haired woman that seemed all but ignored, Mira was not going to pry... at least not now, she hardly wanted to muddy the waters so soon toward game time.

Mira attempted to offer those words, as an escape plan. Their lives were not worth the destruction of a building, not by any means. Whether or not either woman were capable of actually fleeing was another story entirely, but it was a salve... a smart one that was offered all the same. The smart thing to do would be to flee if this mission was far too big for the wolf duo. They spent a short time brushing over those powers they both possessed, weapons in her their arsenal to use in case shit were to hit the proverbial fan. They slipped outside the car, Raven easily shifting into her kindred wolf form, before the touch of words caressed Mira's mind. "Damn... err on the side of caution." Mira had to shake her own head at herself, the woman hardly one to do just that, but their well-being was far more important. She could hardly help but feel responsible for her packmate, her friend, there was no way she was willing to take that risk. It was Mira's turn to shift, the woman tucking her clothes upon the seat in the car, closing the door behind her with a finality, almost instantly after, her body gave way to that transformation. A metamorphosis from human to her beast and yet, both only two halves that created a whole.

What was once a woman, a glossy black wolf remained, no trace of her other side, save for that knowing, haunted look brimming within her gaze. She shook her body from side to side, as if shaking off anything human that seemed to linger. She slid around the car to meet Raven, brilliant golden eyes settling upon the woman, the sun's light glinting within those depths, her eyes taking on the appearance of golden flame twirling within those irises.

Mira studied the patterned wolf that was Raven, her eyes taking on a look of resolve, jaw set. That permission to leave her behind to save her own hide prompted nothing more than a growl from her partner in crime. Mira unable to keep those nasty little doubts out of her head. In fluid moment, Raven moved to brush her head against her own, followed by a quick lick. The action endearing and honestly, Mira hardly was prepared for that affectionate gesture, she had pressed into oh so slightly. The other wolf soon nipped at her ears, Mira in turn nudging her with the side of her head, swiping at the air with a paw. The words that soon flooded her head, were heartfelt and she hardly was prepared for that meaningful quote from a movie she had once watched many years ago. Familiarity flashed behind her eyes. "Did you just quote Lilo and Stitch?" There is a playful hint of teasing jest in those words, despite how much they hit her in the feels. As though she could hardly help but feel the wave of emotion, that sense of belonging that was far more than anything she had ever known.

"There is no way we are going to play damsel in distress, the boys would never let us live it down. And I for one... have reached my quota for rescuing." She nudged the woman once more, that near playful look igniting within her eyes. "Ohana." she uttered softly almost fondly.

It was then as they slunk toward the doors of the giant warehouse they paused, that mention of nicknames... conjuring up at one that took a slight good natured jab at Raven's driving. It was then that the almost calm happy state of her companion had turned to bared teeth and a scoff. A laugher slipped through the bond, her inky black lips pulling back into a wolf like smile, parted lips and tipped head. "Aw come on, I was only joking. What does Jackal call you then?" She rolled her eyes good naturedly, allowing her tail to lash lazily from left to right. "You could always be the Thelma to my Louise."

That door was then prompted open from Raven's ability, and that playful demeanor turned into something far more serious. Both wolves seemed to take on a ready stance as though they were hardly privy to what lingered within. The scents already assaulted her and put Mira on edge... none of them good. That building had feeling of hopelessness. At least they made it in without being detected, but that hardly curbed the feeling of unease. She remained by Raven's side, scanning and on high alert for any indication that they were not alone. She whispered through that bond, as though someone could hear that silent communication. "It smells like death and hopelessness." Her lip curled...There was no one in sight, but there was a strong enough presence that indicated they were not alone. She lowered her nose to the floor as if to try and determine the very origin of those scents. There was a vague scent of shifter and vampire peppering the air. There was no doubt about it. "We are definitely not alone.." Mira admitted, even despite knowing Raven had probably come to a similar conclusion.

Raven, knowing the place far better than Mira took the lead, the she-wolf taking in that unfamiliar surroundings in attempts to put that map together. Simply being in the depths of that horrific warehouse seemed to make things feel all the more real. Only a moment later, she felt the prickle of magic before a waft of shadows reached to encase the duo protectively. They moved about the tables, in hopes to remain concealed within those shadows and scattered furniture. "This place has bad news written all over it... my wolfy sense is tingling..."

The duo moved toward a set of doors that came up at the far end, Raven using her abilities to open them with a surprising quietness. She was met with a blast of stench that made her stomach lurch, her nose wrinkling in disgust. It was so much worse that what she had scented in the warehouse. The two of them crossed the threshold of that door, it clicking behind them with a final click as it settled shut. Cages lined that warehouse, Mira could hardly help that disbelief that crossed her features. There was suddenly a loud clamour, like something thrashing in a struggle accompanied by Raven's voice inside of her head... Once she had settled by her side, Mira's gaze soon narrowed as they settled upon the vampire clearly manhandling a were into a far too small cage. That creature put up a valiant fight considering it hardly stood a chance against the much larger force imposing its brutal strength. The conditions of this place were utterly vile, that scent only growing increasingly stronger... Anger as it was, crept up firmly within her. No wonder Raven had wanted to take revenge on this place. It was surprising enough that a vampire was working the day shift.... How peculiar a place this truly was.

A low intent filled growl soon reverberated within the she-wolfs chest, her lips displaying those ivory weapons within her mouth. The lava which coursed through her veins blazing as it threatened to surface. Her eyes gleaming that molten hue, she cast a quick glance to her packmate. "Shit, this place is worse than I thought.. What is one less scumbag in the world?" Mira's intent quite clear what she wanted to do to the vampire bully. So far, he was the only thing standing between releasing those prisoners and freedom. Mira stalked closer to the vampire, liking her odds, magic starting to pepper the air.