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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask

Posted on August 17, 2019 by Raven Cain

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

The very idea that they would be this successful at rescuing the trapped supernatural creatures seemed foolish, and yet Raven was happy to have Mira at her side. Hopefully though that this task wouldn't get them severely harmed or bring harm to their pack. This was probably one of the most brazen, stupid thing she had ever done in her entire life, and yet she knew it was the right thing to do. Quietly she nodded in agreement to her assurance that this would all go down quite well for the two of them. Silently she prayed to the Fates that Mira was indeed correct with her hunch. Getting ready to enter the warehouse she was aghast at Mira's request to leave her behind should things go south. Absolutely not would she leave her behind! They were in this together, whether it went well, or not. She would not let her be with these horrid monsters all alone. Gently she allowed her head to press against Mira's, a gesture she had learned from their felines, that gentle lick an attempt to lower her guard, as she swiftly nipped the top of her ears in an affectionate but scolding way. That quote from the Disney movie meant to prove her point that she would not obey her request to simply abandon her to God knows what if this didn't go well. Nodding her head in confirmation of using that quote, blue-grey eyes locked on Mira's own shimmering golden eyes, needing her to see that Raven was being serious.

Her declaration that she had no desire to play damsel in distress was answered with a slight wave of her own tail, in agreement. Too many times she was in that position too and she didn't want to be in it again. As Mira nudged her she let out a very soft whimper, nuzzling the woman gently as she said 'Ohana.' Apparently that Disney quote worked! Good. No more of this nonsense of Mira telling her she should desert her. Heading on over to the building she started to open those unlocked doors hearing the other she-wolf provide her with her own nickname. Her ears flickered backwards as her pulled her black lips back in disagreement with such a name. Hearing Miras' laughter she shook her head to rid of it, still disapproving of it. In fact she didn't really like Jackals' nickname for her when he met her at the Ark all those years ago. According to Tobias, they didn't use their real names at the Ark they went by their nicknames. At first Raven didn't know what Jackal meant when he called her Salvaje, but when Tobias' explained it to her she was annoyed. Being called a name after her other half meant as if he was defining her for something she couldn't control, something she didn't like. As the door began to crack open she looked over at her comrade.

"He calls me 'Wild' in Spanish. After this, you'll have to tell me who this Themla and Louise is."

Entering the building she crept through as carefully as she possibly could trying to get them towards that familiar ramp that led them to all those cages she saw when she was with Azrael. Both grey-trimmed ears rotated back and forth like radars atop her head, trying to pinpoint any sound that indicated they were caught or someone was coming their way. Walking down the ramp she bobbed her head up and down once in agreement as they got closer to where those hopeless creatures were being imprisoned. As they made it their way down she noticed the familiar shape of the ginger vampire she ran into with Azrael the last time they were here. As he attempted to get that young Were-Impala in its cage, she watched in despair. Hearing Miras' growl, she gently nudged her head into her shoulder, wanting her to stay quiet. After all they didn't need to be noticed. As Mira started to stalk closer towards the vampire Raven pulled the shadows to help cover Mira in that low-lit basement. The vampire seemed still focused on the Impala. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she raised her head up, sniffing the rancid air. The ginger vampire had a twin brother, she couldn't forget how the two of them wanted to brand her. From within the basement she saw a shadow, she wasn't controlling move from above, there on the ceiling was the vampires' twin. Using their communication she moved her shadows to ensnare Mira completely, in a protective fashion, as her voice yelled in her head.

"Spitfire, watch out!"

The twin vampire would come down with his teeth barred as he tried to fall upon Mira. Running towards the other lupine she snarled as she used her telekinesis to grab a hold of him and fling him across the wall, allowing Mira to take care of the other vampire that was handling the Were-Impala. As he landed into the wall and slid down, he started to laugh as he stumbled to get up, one hand diving towards his belt, grabbing ahold of that silver coated whip. His lips pulled back to reveal her sharp teeth as he swung his arm to get the whip to lash out in her direction, hearing the loud 'crack' as it slammed into the pavement. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she recalled how another vampire was using that same weapon as a way to tame a Were-Lion, when he was showing the beast off to potential buyers. Tightening those shadows around herself and Mira, she barred her teeth at the ginger vampire. As he continued to crack that whip in her direction, she unknowingly was following his attempt at backing her into a cage. Her focus was trying to find a weakness in him, and keep herself from being harmed by that whip. For a vampire that wanted to brand her she was shocked to hear he didn't have a whole lot of trust in fire. Shifting her eyes towards Mira and back at her opponent, she called out to her.

"Spitfire, my guy doesn't like fire...can you make something happen?"

Raven Cain.
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