Calling all thee who live for the journey! Not the end.

'Tis a lonely, windswept, road out there, ignore the blood stains on the wooden floors. Warm your souls with a hot meal. Share stories at our hearth. Tell us not of the horrors you've faced in your journey to this moment, but of the joys you've found playing those away.

This is a place to find personal redemption.
And a place to forget.

This is also the only rest between here and hell, stop in for a night.