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 January 01, 2021 by Mira Ramos

Some fear fire, but I've become it.

Mira could not fend off... that undeniable excitement that grew within her chest with each and every passing moment that brought them closer that eagerly anticipated 8pm. It was like time itself intentionally slowed after Tetradore wrote that text message to assemble the pack. How long had it been since they were all under the same roof together at once? For Mira there was none of the bad memories of that sinking ship, only a fresh start.. In a fresh new setting... even though it was the same familiar shadowy western docks that they called home.

While a selfish part of her enjoyed having Tetradore to herself, she missed this. She missed the pack. She missed her bar. She missed that feeling of what made this home. How exciting it would be to see the looks on each and every one of the pack's faces when they took in that luxury super yacht that was destined to be their home. Even Mira with all that time to explore was still in awe of it. How she and Tetradore had already examined every inch of the new Ark like they all soon would explore it and confirm what Mira already knew. It was perfect. It was beyond what the golden-eyed woman anticipated from those pictures. It was just... so much more. What would they think? What was there not to like?

The she-wolf eyed that rarely impatient gaze of the alpha that stared at the clock. It was actually kind of adorable to see him this anticipatory about something, even though his facial features hardly changed from his usual expression. Of course, he was. This was their home, how she was sure he wanted everyone to like it too. Thoughtfully, making sure it had something for everyone. The library, the telescope that was one of her favoured places of all. It was difficult to keep such a big secret underwraps for so long. How could anyone be prepared for this?? How that waiting seemed to fill her with her own form of fidgeting, which was why she flitted about that bar with purpose, getting to know it like she had the previous one. She gave each unopened bottle a hope upon those pretty glowing shelves that appeared far too bare for her liking. How she meticulously made sure each label faced forward, placing them in a similar order of the previous Ark's bar so it still felt familiar. Busily, she set aside a glass for them to sip a christmas alcoholic beverage.

It felt good to do this busy work, to use her hands for something that had been in the works for a long time, to continue that iconic legacy. The break had been nice but.. How the hispanic woman enjoyed making those drinks, keeping her bar in pristine shape. After all it was only as good as the person who ran it.. And she ran it with pride. She could only hope it showed. Mira unpacked the glasses next. Placing one down for Tetradore and herself and a few others for the rest of the pack... It would be easy to make a virgin something or other for Raven.

The western king checked his phone for the umpteenth time! "Clocks typically go slower when you stare at them." She teased lightly with that affectionate, flirtatious smile she reserved specifically for Tetradore alone.. as she bent over to slide another glass, neatly placed into its new home. She had never seen the man so attached to his phone. It was already 8:00 he mumbled. She snorted softly, shaking her head. "Like you were never late for anything." How many times had he rolled out of bed well past noon when they had to be somewhere before that? She rose a daring brow as if she expected him to challenge what they both already knew to be true. It was almost on cue when the sound of footsteps followed by a low whistle saw to both of the couple's attention toward the entrance. The first ones to make it!

Raven, Tobias and the baby in tow walked deeper into the ship, Mira curious of that reaction only second to Tetradore himself.

Mira could hardly help that wide warm, welcoming smile, gesturing with her raised hand to join them.. "COME, come.. Let me see that little man. Not you Tobi.. Although I missed you too." She stole a glance of Tetradore's features, wondering if she might catch that rare glimpse of happiness as she snuck out from the bar to greet their first guests.. A look she never wanted to miss if she could help it.

"Happy Christmas Eve!" Although she was equally just as happy to see them here, finally.... Able to take all of this in!

Raven was already complimenting that ship as Mira curiously peered at the baby her companion clutched to. How she almost anticipated him to burst into tears and yet... he didn't. She didn't get too close as if... she almost didn't know what to do with this little human babbling at her. The woman left wondering what that even meant. In fact it simply stared at the she-wolf with big bright eyes. How quick they grew! It was like Raven could read that very question in her mind. Raven shifted her form to show off that baby even more, claiming he liked her. How Mira hardly hid that surprise from her features. "I have to admit he is pretty cute."