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

I can make the stars dance

Posted on November 18, 2019 by NADYA
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true

She would have had no trouble falling both Hunters. This is what she had trained for after all. That streak for taking out Hunters hadn't ended when she had gotten back from Iceland. Now they were on her turf and subject to her rules. How the Hunter became the hunted. Nadya's narrowed gaze was suddenly lifted when that figure leapt out from behind her to collide with that second hunter. It took her a moment in the tussle to recognize that tossle of blonde hair and registering it as the boy whom she had just danced with. What was he doing?!

Nadya had little time to act on him jumping in on her business before the Hunter fell and there stood Marcelo with the knife sticking out of his chest and blood blossoming around it. That confusion quickly turned to panic. The damn pup didn't heed the words she attempted to get out, telling him not to move, as he swiftly yanked the steel from his chest. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Those exasperated insults left her lips as her hands quickly fell to his chest in an attempt to staunch the flow of the blood. In hindsight it would have never worked anyways. How he wasn't crumpling to the floor was beyond her...and how was he so calm?

Those cocky words that left his lips caused Nadya to pause. Really? "You're hardly my type." She grit out in slight annoyance though let her hands now covered in his blood fall away from the wound. A wound that was slowing rapidly from its bleeding. "How are you not dead." That was really what she wanted to know. She had healing abilities even beyond her natural Were healing but what Marcelo had was obviously something more.

The way in which Marcelo boyishly announced his secret- his immortality, had Nadya standing there in disbelief. If only for a minute. She snapped out of it with a quick smack to his chest. Obviously it was hardly meant to hurt him and simply to convey her intense annoyance. "You could have led with that!" Nadya managed to get her annoyance under control...barely, to notice more patrons leaving the bar. "Here, drag that one over there behind those barrels." She shot a narrowed glance at Marcelo as if daring him not to follow her direction. Of her own right that Alpha blood flowed through her and she had no problem pulling that when giving an order. Nadya grabbed the feet of the other Hunter and dragged him behind a pile of pallets. They would no doubt be found but that wasn't her concern, her only concern was holding off their discovery until her and Marcelo were long gone.

Once the Hunter's were hidden she half shoved Marcelo in the opposite direction. "You can't just go around looking like that." She practically herded Marcelo to where her matte black bmw was parked, popped the trunk and threw a towel at him before opening the backseat door. "Get in and don't touch anything." Never mind the 2 car seats taking up residence in the back seat. "You get the middle seat. And again, don't touch anything or I'll really give you something to smirk about." Nadya was in no mood to play around and just wanted to get out of here and get back home to address the new problem she had somehow come upon.

Nadya Tetradore