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

say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your wildest dreams

Posted on December 10, 2020 by Samantha Cassidy
Samantha Cassidy
Maybe this princess could save herself.

That sounds like a pretty good story too.

At the mention of her meeting someone, Samantha was entirely pleased to see the humor that she so expected from Troy. Samantha considered that he might think Dorian immediately, and her own lips quirked up at his response. "Sebastian and I have never exactly been friendly, but I would never." She put a hand over her heart, her index and middle finger crossed in that innocent, 'cross my heart' gesture. "I don't think I want to coparent with the King of Italy. I am quite alright with my child not being royalty," Samantha said with a chuckle. "Besides, could you imagine? Dorian would go crazy with it being out of wedlock." Samantha gave a small, sheepish smile. "I miss him. And I especially miss how easy it used to be."

Samantha brought his fingertips to her stomach, easily musing over her own perceived feelings of the child and its gender. She'd hardly meant to say it aloud, and yet Troy had always been someone Samantha could pour her thoughts out to without any hesitation. "I can feel her, I mean, I assume it's a her. It might not be, and I'd honestly be happier with either. But she feels like a girl." She said, a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she explained. "I mean I can feel her moving, of course. But her emotions. I've noticed it since the first time I found out about her. I thought I was crazy at first." Samantha brushed her own fingers absentmindedly across her stomach, beaming as she thought. "I never wanted this for myself, but now that I've found it, I can't imagine anything else."

It was his mention that she would have his support that finally coaxed her to continue speaking. Telling him about Kit was difficult, if only because she was certain he would be angry with her. And yet Samantha allowed for him to fully soak in those words, her posture remaining calm and neutral as he processed the emotions that flickered around him like bright colors. It was quite like dealing with a startled animal. Sam was afraid to make any sudden movements else he might take off running. Samantha hadn't asked either of them what the circumstances were for them being apart - not Troy when she'd known him so well a few years ago and not Kit in the time that they'd spent readying their new home. She could only imagine that it wasn't a willing separation for either of them. And yet, she just wanted to bring them together and reunite them. It was the least she could do for Kit and for Troy.

Samantha was well aware of the cringe in his shoulders and the tense way his body seemed to react to the news. And not that she could blame him! What did he think? Did he think they'd been hiding this? That Samantha hadn't been entirely honest? Samantha slowly reached that arm out to him, drawing his attention back to her once more. Slowly, Samantha spoke those gentle words to explain how a simple run in in the bookstore had turned into so much more. She saw the way his eyes widened at the mention that they had both been in Sacrosanct for so much time and yet had not found each other. "Sacrosanct has so many people, it's easy to not find who you're looking for," She commented. "And it's not like the fae population is particularly chatty to outsiders. I get information because of who I used to be, it makes it a lot easier than being someone who no one knows asking questions."

As she continued, Samantha couldn't help her chuckle at the mention of Kit's tracking skills. "You should go, California is gorgeous. Your daughter would adore it," She commented, mentioning the little girl she only knew of. "She'd be... two now? Is that correct? Traveling so much I can never remember dates..." Samantha continued, explaining how that night in California had turned into so much more, before she finally got to her point that he was here within Sacrosanct. That they both were, establishing their little home together. She could finally bring Kit his brother after so much time that he'd spent searching. She could finally give something to Troy after all that he had done for her. The idea made Samantha burst with happiness, a bright smile spread across her features as she continued, explaining exactly how the conversation had led to the realization that Samantha knew both brothers and was the link to connecting them once and for all.

"Pull them off!" Samantha burst out with a laugh, raising her hand to cover her mouth as she tried to hide her amusement. Admittedly, she couldn't picture her even tempered Kit saying something like that, but the thought was enough to bring a chuckle to her lips. "I adored your wings, even if I was never very fond of flying myself." She said gently. But still, she needed to know that Troy wasn't mad at her, and so she pressed on, insisting that she had come to find Troy as soon as was possible after they'd realized. It was that that pushed her excitement over the edge, explaining just how excited she was to give this gift to both boys, but particular to Kit. That 'L' word came so dangerously close to slipping from her lips, and Troy's expression meant that he knew exactly what she had meant to say before she stopped herself. And she would love to have admitted the true depth of her feelings for Kit, she thought she owed it to him first.

"You saw me after... after what happened," Samantha was never quite sure how to label the incident that had caused her to leave Sacrosanct. After all, Aiden wasn't really dead, and yet she had watched him die and felt that pain all the same. "I honestly thought I'd never be happy again. What happened broke me." She put a hand over her heart as if to indicate exactly where the pain had began. "But there's something about him. He fills in all the broken pieces. He makes me think that I can do anything, that I can be anything." It was a small explanation of how she felt about the father of her child, and yet it was certainly not enough. But Samantha paused, allowing Troy to speak.

At the mention that he wasn't sure what to think about this, Samantha sat up a little straighter. "Why wouldn't you want to see him?" Samantha said immediately. True, she didn't know the situation, but all she saw in Kit was absolute goodness. How could Troy not want to go rushing back to family? Samantha paused, watching the colorful emotions that danced around Troy, indicating the sorrow he so clearly felt. She reached out then, taking his hands and bringing them closer. She turned him so she could see his face. "Troy, I don't know what happened between you two. I'll admit, we haven't exactly had time to discuss it amongst other things. But what I do know is that Kit loves you, and you are the reason he is here in Sacrosanct. And I see good in him, I don't think that he's in this to cause you any pain."

Samantha squeezed his hands again, peeking those crystal blue eyes up at him. "I was once your queen, and you trusted me with your safety. I know I'm that no longer, but..." Samantha gave him a nervous smile as she paused. "Consider it one last request from your queen. Let me reunite your family."