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

Hard to move mountains when you're paralyzed, but you gotta try;

Posted on September 24, 2019 by Mira Ramos

How painfully clear it was that the two of them should have settled upon that plan before stepping a paw into that very building where so many weres like themselves had stepped foot into that building only to come out as slaves.. How badly Mira hated seeing her fellow wolf so distraught, how angry it made her feel to know there were those trapped against their own will. Sold like slaves to the highest bidder. No one deserved a life like this and sad reality was that no matter how successful they were, here and now, it would do so very little in the greater picture.

Why she didn't like the name grandma was beyond her... besides the poke at her slow city driving. Grandma's were the ultimate best. At least her abuela was. The woman took shit from no one, she made the best food she had ever tasted and there wasn't a damn soul that could rival her. How Mira was certain her abuela was magical, able to sniff out a lie a mile in the way. How she missed that woman. She had not returned home since she had turned, since she made that sacrifice to save her own family, to give her father a chance to redeem himself. As far as she knew, it was better to imagine them dead, or living blissful lives somewhere else, that her sacrifice for her father's past mistakes had been somehow worth it. It was that mention and jackal and his nickname for her companion that brought her golden eyes to her once more.

"Salvaje?" What an unusual name to describe someone, in Mira's eyes that was far from it. "In which you should say... Salvaje,,,como un loba. Wild.. like a wolf." She admitted gently, fluently. Truly what was so bad about being a wolf? The she-wolf then shook out her coat in an instant, as if ridding an invading thought from her mind. Clearing it, from anything that could hinder her in that warehouse. She needed her wits about her. She had no idea what she was about to walk in on, and perhaps had done things far worse than she would need to do now. It had just been... some time and yet she hardly looked at it with a sense of dread, but more like sliding on a familiar glove. Somehow, standing in front of that building, their fate looming down upon them with obscure judging eyes Mira would treat it like anything else. Like any other mission. There was a reason she had survived that previous pack for a long as she did.. and yet she hardly felt like that person anymore.. But... that was not the true travesty at that very moment, it was the fact that Raven didn't know the iconic duo of women. "I am...both appalled and deeply saddened you do not know who Thelma and Louise are... I will do better that tell you, I will show you." she dipped her head in a nod before they entered that building. The fact that no one had seen them, seemed promising.

The duo descended deep into the cavernous pits of that building. It was a terrible place to be in terms of escape with far fewer exits. That smell was something she was sure to never forget, it hit her with a pungent revolting force. Her nose wrinkling, the smell hardly lessening in the least. Did they not clean this place? How could anyone live in these conditions? Those countless cages lined up and down the walls, including down the center. It appeared like an agricultural show.... But there was something far more nefarious to it than that especially with desperation and fear felt almost heavier here. Finally, movement.. it caught her eye and the sight in itself was nothing sort of wrong.

The moment Mira's surveying gaze fell upon the vampire manhandling that helpless deer looking creature, Mira could hardly hold back. Were's were not destined for cages. Mira lowered her head, eyes staring at what she could only determine was vampire with his pale skin and strange feel. What was strange was that he was awake.. how odd, he must have felt.... Sluggish and weak fighting those habits to sleep. Perhaps working in the day for vampires was like working the nightshift. Mira knew so little about vampires to begin with, but she knew enough to not trifle with them unless absolutely necessary. Now... seemed as good a time as any. That rumbling growl ripped from deep within Mira's chest, her eyes glowing that amber hue, like molten gold slid within her eyes as it did within her veins. She could feel that lava within her veins begin to churn, as if rising closer to the surface.

Mira stalked closer, with each deliberate step. There was nothing hesitant about what she planned, honing upon that red-haired vampire. It was Raven's shadows that reached out for her like a protective blanket, that action alone like a comforting press of reassurance. Mira seemed entirely unaware of the other vampire above preparing his assault, her focus upon the ground instead. It was that warning that sliced through the connection that caused her to hesitate. Watch out for what? That hesitation nothing but...detrimental if that collision had been allowed to hit.

There was a swoosh of air above Mira, that at the very last moment had the unfortunate timing to look up too late. The teeth bared vampire descending upon her, with little time to react except brace for impact. That impact never came as Raven's quick thinking and powers gripped the man mid air as Mira all but flinched. In a rapid moment he was launched, with incredible force into the wall like a bug colliding into a windshield. It was almost a shame the vampire didn't splatter like one. But he made quite a noise, alerting the other vampire who with one last forceful push man-handled the poor exotic deer thing inside its cramped quarters. His head careened to the side, narrowed dark eyes landing upon the shadow embraced Mira.

Bitter laughter reached her ears, that sound sending an icy unwelcomed coldness down her spine. If the laughter wasn't the worst of it.. it was the emptiness of his deadened gaze that seemed more like a black hole seeking to suck out every ounce of life. His hand reaching for a whip, that he cracked with a clear intent of his plan a moment later. That striking horrible sound that made the wolf jump at the severity of it. How quickly the vampire had recovered as if Raven's assault was no more than a tickle. Those shadows seemed to grow far more dense around them in that moment, protective and gentle to them and yet undoubtedly looked nothing but nefarious to the villainous vampires that intended to do the duo harm.

Mira's lava had already begun to respond to the call, pushing to the surface, her eyes seemed to mimic the very lava that flowed through her glowing near nefariously out of her shadow face. Raven left to face that vampire while Mira had lost her element of surprise. Yet she hardly let that stop her. She leapt forward in an attempt to knock the vampire that messed with the impala, her original target, off his balance. The vampire dodging her attempts which left Mira separated from Raven, whirling around to face him once more. A hiss escaping her own vampire and Mira's set gaze broke only to see Raven being back into a cage as another whip cracked in the air. A menacing growl left Mira once more, both protective as it was fierce.. that was barely a warning and more like a battle cry sounding. That lava soon oozed steadily from her paws, leaving puddles at her feet. She didn't have time to play chicken as Raven found herself in a compromised situation. Those vampires before her might as well have been the crates from earlier.... She wondered if they would combust in the same satisfying way. She just needed to get through her vampire first... Raven's her vampire had a fear of fire.. if fire freaked him out.. he was going to love seeing this.

In a moment, Mira summoned that power of combustion.. and the man must have felt it, because his lips hung open in surprise before that fire burst into flame. He tried to lunge at Mira, a final time, only failing considerably. That loud brutal painfilled cry that left his lips momentarily filled the entire room before silence enveloped them as those flames died out. That vampire was nothing more than ash at her feet. That was when commotion struck, that act alone enough to send the animals in their cages into a frenzy. A chorus of animal noises echoed loudly in that room from those captives eager to escape. It was disorienting and... like an alarm to their existence. No Bueno, Mira thought.

While that use of combustion hardly possessed much finesse and control... it certainly made a powerful statement to the vampire she watched with clear intent now. Her head lowered, a predator ready to lunge at her desired target. At the very least this vampire that had once been in the rafters now had his attention upon her rather than Raven. His whip poised and ready for another strike... within distance of her. It was then that the lava snaked out forward. Forcing the vampire back... Mira moved forward walking into the lava without care.... Their eyes locked in a battle of their own.. between vampires and were... that lava inched closer.. and closer still the vampire forced to back away.... The rage-filled redhead screamed... She reached for her companion's mind.. "Do we cage him or kill him?" Mira asked, refusing to leave her control or attention off that target.

"I will kill you for this bitch... slowly.." cried the vamp, snapping his whip at the lava, splashing it up.. It was thicker than water so it hardly possessed the same effect. The lava landed upon her useless, considering it dwelled and flowed from inside of her. Rude... and yet not quite wrong except for who was killing who. It was like he couldn't quite believe his own words.. because of the uncertainty of that lava and display of his own brother being reduced to ash before his very eyes seemed enough to cause doubt. The vampire peering quickly to the side as if looking for an exit.. ready to flee.
"I think we have a runner..." Mira reached for her companion's mind. " I don't think we should let that happen, do you?.."

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