Hector Norweb decides to hit that bar, taking advantage of the brief lull in the transporting stuff business to kick back and relax.
Entering he sees the place appears to be doing a brisk trade, groups of people and individuals all round the room. He decides to sit at the bar.
'Hey barkeep' he says, sitting at a stool 'Libery Ale when your ready please. It's been a hell of a week! Nomads, The Wild, Terrorists of all kinds, Outcasts, hell even a Junker tried to take a pop at me yesterday' he smiled at the memory 'He lasted about a minute, poor sap brought a knife to a gun fight if you get my drift! Anyways, I got credits to burn and powerful thirst, and heard you ran THE place to deal with that!'
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