Lee's Rat Emporium

Small Bar/Lee Bradly, Owner/Bias Against Wussies

Seedier than seedy, even the ageing jukebox appears drunk as it slurs out oldies at half speed. Lee, an ork, is smashed most of the time, never bothering to clean the place up resulting in a good half foot layer of beer cans, napkins, and vomit covering the floor. Lee serves two kinds of drinks: Beer (one brand, known simply as "beer") and whiskey (one kind, known simply as "whiskey"). All drinks are served in large mugs....including the whiskey.

Neurotics

Medium Nightclub/Sam Fragment, Owner/Subtle Bias Against Everybody

It is impossible to spend more than five minutes in Neurotics without acquiring the unnerving feeling that everybody believes you want to kill them. In turn you tend to feel a bit threatened over the possibility that they may be thinking the same thing about you. Granted, the general decor of the nightclub doesn't help: It is an array of flashing lights and large trideo screens depicting unprovoked acts of violence. Even the bartenders and waitresses are nervous, frequently spilling and dropping drinks for no apparent reason. Needless to say certain speed freaks who thrive on this type of chaos make this their favorite hang out.

Bad Vibes

Small Nightclub/Allison Preacher, Owner/Bias Against Non-Magicians

The most disturbing thing about Bad Vibes is that you almost never hear anybody talking. The music is rather subdued and sitarish like, nobody really dances that much, and you rarely see any outward hostilities. Everybody communicates either through signals or by sliding pieces of paper to one another. If the club is perceived astrally a magician is certain to notice that the place has an enormous background count, so high that virtually any attempt at magical expression would be engulfed by it. Many magicians, and virtually all shamans, avoid the place completely while other continue to patronize it when looking for a magic user whose methods veer towards the darker side of the profession.

Stupids

Small Bar/Eerk Fleck, Owner/Bias Against Intelligent People

Located right next to a mental asylum, "Stupids" acquired it's incredibly politically incorrect name by hiring people too mentally deficient to operate alone in society, but too well to go into the institution. The result has been the acquisition of diligent, yet rather inept, workers who can usually get your order from the bar to your table, but only after fifteen tries to get the order correct. The bar is run by Eerk Fleck, an elf, who is mentally perfectly normal unless you take into account his preoccupation with plastic explosives.

Fourth Down

Large Bar/Brutis Clay, Owner/Strong Bias Against Fans Of Non-Local Sports Teams

If you want to get yourself hurt really, really quick then cheer for the wrong team at the Forth Down. The patrons are maniacal in their devotion to the local teams and anybody ever making the slightest of slip up will find themselves clobbered in an instant. Most of the patrons are security guards, thugs, and heavies from all walks of life who are willing to put their differences aside for a few hours of heavy drinking. Many patrons are large and cybered, as is the owner, Brutis, a troll and former combat sport player who apparently possesses everything but cyber nose hairs. He has extensive contacts within the local cyber and bio-ware trades, both legal and illegal.