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

we'll carry on, we'll carry on

Posted on September 09, 2019 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON-ARAGONA

Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

Crowned Prince of Italy

How keenly aware Sebastian was to that fluttering of his lover's heart, grasped so tightly with pervasive anxiety that caused the fae's blood to thud loudly in the vampire's ears and vibrate fiercely against his finger. How he wished to ease the worry that seemed to concern the fae Monarch! And yet, that look of discontent upon Aiden's features suggested that any desire to alleviate his husband's concerns would be a wholly futile attempt. A soft breath left his lips as Matteo gestured the fae forward with a small wave of his hand. That indication was all Dorian required before that beaming simper so habitually crossed his husband's features. His own hand dropped from the King's own as Dorian stepped forward to present his sibling with the card he had worked on for days, the fae making some effort to explain his drawing and the reasoning behind it before he rejoined their small family. The blue hue of Sebastian's gaze turned towards the silent man as Aiden intently stared at the card in his hand for several painstakingly long moments. His eyebrows furrowed slowly as Aiden glanced upwards, only for any words he intended to offer the group to fall silent upon his lips. Sebastian was, admittedly, as oblivious as his lover of the singular glance in which the Hispanic man was given - one that resulted in an almost hesitant word of appreciation. The vampire was not, however, oblivious to that subtle shift in those syllables, the word more akin to a question. Slowly, Sebastian's eyebrow rose and yet, it was best not to leave room for any followed up questions on what the man truly thought of the card.

The vampire hardly required any sort of coaxing before Sebastian stepped forward to offer Aiden that wrapped black box. The man hardly seemed thrilled at even this present, even though he took it without vocalized complaint. Easily, Sebastian fell back into step with his husband, the Englishman gingerly reached for his lover's hand as Matteo attempted to provide some veiled explanation of their gift and the effort each of them and gone through in order to secure the vehicle that rested behind those closed doors. Aiden, the poor man, seemed wholly baffled that they might go to such lengths for just a bottle of liquor! If only he knew how much that singular bottle cost. That singular word that echoed within the depths of his baritone voice prompted a soft snort of amusement from the vampire. Thankfully, Matteo seemed to take pity on the poor man as he reached his hand forward, the car keys nestled within the depths of his palm. A quick exchange of wrapping paper and keys was all that was necessary before Aiden was left staring at a rather ornate key fob. A small gesture towards the warehouse door, and a nod from Alexander caused Sebastian to turn towards that large door, his own muscles hardly necessary with his kind was so known for its supernatural strength. With a groan, the door slid upon poorly cared for hinges, only to reveal the very depths of darkness within - one that was penetrated only by a single pool of light just over the very hood of that car.

Sebastian could hardly deny how utterly breathtaking the vehicle looked when poised in such a dramatic fashion. The sharp lines and pure darkness of the vehicle made it look more akin to a resting beast than any sort of machinery. It was fitting - for a man who shifted into a panther. His gaze shifted with the rest of the family's towards Aiden, the vampire content to merely watch as those emerald eyes stared silently at the gift in front of him. Slowly, the vampire's head tilted to the side, taking that moment to merely let his predatory instincts expand as he listened to the thrums of the hearts present around him. How very much those very beats gave away, even despite the facades each member of that party wore. He was entirely aware of the nerves that afflicted both fae men, just as he was aware of the fluttering of even Aiden's heart in turn - one that hardly suggested anger and discontent. It was that very knowledge that prompted some level of ease within the Englishman as Aiden's lips parted in a subtle hint of his own awe. The blue of Sebastian's own gaze followed the man into the darkness of that warehouse, his own acute eyesight more than capable of following the Were as he trailed around the vehicle - pausing only at the rear. How that car seemed to create a sense of amazement in whoever looked upon it! They had certainly not been immune to it either, the very first time they'd seen it parked in that pristine garage. It had been more of a showpiece then, and certainly not used in the same manner it now undoubtedly would and should be.

Eventually, however, Aiden wandered back towards the front of the vehicle, the Alpha standing directly in front of its hood before a single press of a button saw the LED headlights flicker. It was that singular action, however, that seemed to prompt some measure of action from the man. Slowly, Aiden seemed to turn towards them, those words of disbelief hardly fully vocalized before Matteo stepped forward in some effort to salvage the poor overwhelmed man. Gently, Matteo reuttered those very words of how they had acquired the vehicle, the effort they placed within that gift now held a renewed deeper meaning then it had before. Sebastian watched as Matteo reached for the bottle of liquor and card, instead redirecting the Were back towards the vehicle that so surely awaited him.

That very suggestion that Aiden shouldn't drive too fast, however, seemed to prompt a reaction from Alexander himself and briefly, Sebastian's gaze fluttered towards the elder Monarch. He hardly paid much attention, however, to Alexander's insistence that they give the Alpha those papers of ownership back at the cafe. Rather, the vampire's own attention was instead directed towards his lover as Dorian meandered towards both his sibling and his car. Alexander's suggestion that the Englishman return to the cafe with them abruptly drew Sebastian's attention, that glimpse of surprise quickly transformed into a look more akin to mild panic before his features returned to some sort of politeness that was surely expected of him with his own...family....of in-law's. Great... A soft breath left his parted lips before, slowly, his head dipped in a small glimpse of agreement. "I would be delighted to." He responded, as he was sure was anticipated of him, only for Dorian to interject with a request that, frankly, Sebastian was certain would go unheeded. A small frown fluttered across his features, however, as he watched his lover head towards the passenger side of the vehicle - clearly intending to join his brother within the depths of that car. Admittedly, a part of him was almost...worried of this and yet, Dorian had survived their last adventure together, hadn't he?