The Sole Regret

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The Soul Regret (formerly The Drunken Hog) is a bar and night club located in the commercial district of the Hek VIII - Moon 12 - Boundless Creation Factory Station. Fashioned in the "traditional Mannar style," the establishment is notable for a vast selection of spirits and a liberal interpretation of Republic liquor laws. It serves both baseliners and capusleers alike, and is currently owned and operated by capsuleer James Gheris.

((Accessible via In-Game Channel: The Sole Regret))

Description

"Nestled on one of the lower decks of the Hek VIII - Moon 12 - Boundless Creation Factory Station, The Sole Regret is a bar of true Mannarian style where a good story buys better booze than a handful of ISK. Lightly furnished and softly lit, the most notable features of the space include a heavily vandalized cardboard cut-out of Salvador Sarpati, a vaguely operational holo-jukebox, and an antique (but entirely functional) Civire shotgun hung proudly above the bar and adorned with the tongue-in-cheek inscription 'I Seem To Be Loaded.'"


The main space consists of a dance floor surrounded by tables and booths to accommodate patrons interested in private conversation. The bar itself occupies most of the back wall and is adorned with hundreds of different spirits from nearly every constellation in the cluster. In the far back corner stands a life-sized cardboard cut-out of the famous booster mogul Salvador Sarpati, decorated in black marker with the crude suggestions of male genitalia, horns, and an exagerated handlebar moustache. An old jukebox is also available to patrons and contains a wide selection of music ranging from angsty Post-Grunge Matari Folk-Rock to overproduced Gallente Synth-Pop.

The List

While the bar generally services all interested individuals, a poorly enforced list of "exceptions" hangs inconspicuously by the bar.



"It is with the vaguest regret that we inform you we cannot serve the following:
  • Children (Young or old)
  • Federal Intelligence Agents
  • Health Inspectors
  • Salvador Sarpati
  • Slave Holders (Please wait outside while your slaves enjoy their drinks. Thanks!)

Again, we barely regret the inconvenience and appreciate your compulsory cooperation."


We're Hiring!

The Sole Regret is interested in employing individuals to fill the following positions:

  • Bartenders: Seeking outgoing persons with flexible schedules to mix drinks, engage patrons in conversation, and scrub the occasional urinal. Attractive women with loose morals preferred, grizzled drunks acceptable if willing to accept payment in hooch. On-site training provided.
  • Accountant: Seeking one individual with strong financial background to handle the establishment's books. Questionable morals and Republic tax law experience a must!
  • Security: Seeking one grotesquely muscled individual to keep the peace. Will be required to physically remove unruly barflies; must be able to lift in excess of 200lbs. Males preferred, but willing to be pleasently surprised by qualified females. Strong silent type a plus.

Customer Comments

"The Lighting was crap and I'm pretty sure the bartender was drunker than I was, but he did encourage me to draw [phallic imagery] on a giant cut-out of Salvador Sarpati. Would recommend."



"The Sole Regret? Yeah, I know it. I got so wrecked there one night I started crying about my mother issues. The bartender cleared my tab and even bought me a shuttle ride home. All-in-all a great place to get loaded."
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