The Dark Company [DCo] welcomes you...

[QuinnSpade]

*a note tacked to a local bulletin board has thin, scratchy writing scrawled across rough parchment, bearing the words...*

The Dark Company:

If ye feel thyself feeling lost, forlorn, and even ostracized in a world gone wrong, then seek The Dark Company for solace from that which makes thee cringe, cower and stutter.

The Dark Company welcomes those who find themselves lost, in a tiresome world of crazed lunatics, thieves, and grief-ridden pansies that pollute our very lives. If thou dost feel like ye need to find a place amongst brothers and sisters facing the same travesties, all looking to secure one another in safety and fellowship, then perhaps 'tis time to seek out the Dark Company.

We welcome thee to our dark embrace... When there is no one else.

*a large space between text separates the following:*


If interested, seek out:

Crimson Nytefall - Dagger Isle
Luna Blacke - The Town of Yew
Suki Zephyr

*the parchment's edge flaps in the passing breeze, threatening to free itself from the tacks upon which it is crucified to the bulletin board.*