Bruchsal Base the home of the Vereinigte Widerstandsarmee, known as the seat of revolution in Rheinland is also home to a classy little bar named The Portside Embassy. A curiously named place on the starboard side of the base ran by the ever-philosophical Dutch and his partner, an ape called The Ambassador.
"Some folks say that life, much like a good wine only improves with age. We mature like whisky, soaking in the flavour of our surroundings, adding more depth to the blend.
After twenty years of working the bars all over Rheinland I can tell you something...
Thats a load of sentimental nonsense."
The odd combination of vast intelligence and equally vast stomach that is the man called Dutch turned the once neon filled nightclub into an establishment of modest class. A place of equal parts refreshment and revolution stirred gently with an experienced hand and guarded by a hairy fist.
"Don't mind the Ambassador, he keeps the Kanzler's puppets out of here and collects the empty glasses. Just be sure to nod to him should you meet his eye, old 'Bas doesn't like folks who are too proud to show respect."
The doors are open to the friends of the VWA and anyone who dreams of a better Rheinland.
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