Whispers had spread through the criminal underground that a certain rebel faction was being resurrected, the only faction in recent history that had nearly taken down a kingdom twice. If someone were interested and followed the leads hidden in those whispers, well, eventually they'd find their way to the wilds of Necromantia and an old, abandoned traveler's outpost that had been fixed up so as to be inhabitable again.
Two stories high, the upper level contained six rooms for sleeping, while the bottom contained two large ones, a common room and a bar. Behind the bar, a young, disgruntled dwarf was chained, forced into serving as a bartender for the place.
Aside from serving drinks and tending the bar, he was also in charge of keeping an eye out for new recruits and signing them up. But aside from him, the place was empty and quiet, as the Commander was out on a "business trip."
[OOC: Whoo! Sucky post, I know. Anyway! Feel free to join the DA, mix, mingle, chat, get signed up! Feel free to NPC the dwarf dude if you like, though I can also do that if you'd prefer. xD Anyway! The DA is now open for business.]
