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 (known simply as The Ark) is a sleek superyacht known both for its fight rings and recent...renovations, of sorts. 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
Cats Aiden Tetradore
Cats Harlequin Westward

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Posted on March 02, 2020 by Kohl

The taste of her, the feel of her, everything about her was just so...divine. Kat always had been femanine perfection. For all I teased her about keeping in shape the way she did (with jogging of all things when really there are far better ways i'm sure), I could hardly deny that the exercise made her figure all the more appealing. Her body very near a work of art. Each muscle was sculpted, each swell and curve of her figure so perfectly femanine and wonderfully toned. Maybe it was near archaic and yet that very thought that this, her, all of her, was mine alone for the taking was somehow simply glorious to know. It hardly took long for her figure to all but fall apart around me as my lips and tongue found that apex of her thighs. That bench she sat upon having placed her at the perfect height for those metalicus sensations I was all but determined to offer her. God I'd missed her. All of her. Every single part. Those sounds that fell from her lips were nothing short of familiar and yet even despite the amount of times I'd managed to coax them from her I could hardly deny how much I adored hearing them. The sounds of her reaching that very pinnacle of pleasure only furthered my own in turn. My own groin very near aching with want for its own release and yet, for now at least, I was entirely content to afford Kat every bit of my attention before, at last, leaning gently away.

Kat's gaze shifted downward then, my own hardened length distinctly visible and only growing all the firmer beneath her gaze. God it was sexy when she looked at me like that. Her tongue brushed over her lips then as if contemplating that very thing. That gesture alone managed to coax a groan from within me before she all but promised to show me exactly what she had. SHe reached down to take my hand then, tugging me gently into that shower with her. My mind, for once, was entirely content to ignore what was surely a debatable level of cleanliness. Every part of my body attuned to Kat alone in those moments. That warm shower spray was nothing short of delightfully inviting as Kat turned me easily to face her, the desire to reach for her nothing short of commanding and yet it was surely her turn to be in control, wasn't it? Kat's hands pressed agianst my chest then, pressing me back agianst the shower wall. She lent forward then, as if seeking my lips with her own before pressing them just shy and beginning to trail them downward. God how good that felt. I could hardly help the moan that found its way to my throat at the sensations of her lips agianst my damp figure. The heat of the water and her own practised touches were nothing short of divine. Everything about that entire day seemed to all but melt away with those sweet kisses until I barely remembered where we were at all.

Her fingers joined her lips then, trailing over my thighs and across the V of my figure, her fingers following that very shape before her hand moved to encompass that all-to-sensitive sack. That touch alone coaxed a sudden gasp to my lips, the blue-gold of my gaze rapidly flicking open only for that gasp to hurriedly become a groan of utter pleasure as my figureshifted but slightly within her hands in an effort to coax her to increase those very touches.

"Shit, Kat."

Those very words were near all I could manage as another groan found its way to my throat. Kat suddenly lent forward then, her lips and tongue found that very tip of that all-too sensitive length. Jesus. I hardly knew what words managed to fall from my lips then as my eyes flickered closed once more, my head falling back agianst that shower wall in response to those sensations she all but assaulted my figure with. One hand shifted forward then to rest agianst the back of her head, my fingers tightening just slightly within her hair in a gentle but firm effort to coax her into taking all the more of me between her lips. Fucking hell but she was good at this. Her lips shifted again and again, taking all the more of me before drawing back and running her tongue along that hardened length all over again. I was hardly going to last long, not like this, not when the mere sight of her on her knees before me was all but tattooed into my mind. Her lips were fucking magical. Hell, in that moment I think I would have given her anything she'd asked for.

Kat hardly lessened her assault as my entire figure seemed to tigeten in response to that ever-mounting pleasure, my fingers, in turn, tigened all the more in her hair as my hips thrust gently forward, finding that rhythm wth her mouth before that pleasure found its inevitable peak. Kat hardly moved away, she never did, her lips and tongue taking every bit of that fluid as she swallowed. God, I loved the way she did that too. I was left near breathless in the wake of that release, my chest rose and fell rapidly as Kat lent away to press her lips to my hip a final time before she glanced up towards me, her lips still slightly swollen from that very act. The woman near querying how she'd done.

"God, I love you."

It was hardly the first time I'd said it and I'd be damned if it was the last. Every single one of those words meant with sincerity before I simply offered my hand to her, helping her up to stand beneath that shower spray with me, her body pulled agianst my own before my lips pressed to her forehead in that single touch of simple affection.

"You know, sex really does fix everything."

Alright, maybe that wasn't exactly true. Maybe we still had a damn lot of problems to work out, mostly in regards to Victor, but, for now, for a moment, I was entirely content to be at peace with the world.

k o h l
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