The Drunken Hammer (Pacifica Bierhalle)

[The Syndicate Leagues]

The Drunken Hammer - Two star beerhall, one star bathroom.

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Sure, the Hammer ain’t the classiest public house on Pacifica, and it ain’t the securest either, but it sure as hell won’t serve you still swill like you’re some Xeno punkass, or somethin'. - The nicest neural net review out there.

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For better or for worse, the Hammer is one of the few Unioner enterprises that cater to the men, women and assorted others of First squadron that hasn’t managed to structurally collapse in an orgy of blood and bier suds. After systematically destroying the last twenty three better drinking houses on Pacifica, and having been barred from anywhere particularly special, the ‘Hammer’ remains the first, last, and most loathed retreat of the Unioner’s dissolutes. Despite being generally renowned for seats the scent of copulatory fluids and bier more of the flavour of tanked Urine than Hamburg hops, the consistent clientele, general proximity to the Raider’s hangar and overall tendency not to decompress in the middle of happy hour keeps the bar flush with freshly-looted credits. With bare, gunmetal walls and an aesthetic that tends towards the sturdy, the Hammer has cared for Unioners passionate to transform net worth into hangovers for centuries, as the heavily notched tables will tell.

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