Star Wars
In reply to Chullka (msg # 22):
The Rancor's Den started out as a pilot dive, and you can still see the ghosts of the old rocketjocks in the lines and the curves of the building. Since those days, though, an offworld investor from Alderaan bought the place and introduced his uptown sensibilities--the result being a fusion of high class and spaceport trash that makes for really interesting company. For all of your discreet transportation needs, legal or otherwise, personal or otherwise, the Rancor's Den is reputed to be the best place in the entire city. By some, it's said to be the best place on the entire planet.
Unlikely as it is, the club is also a hopping music scene, as the owner has personal contacts in the biz. The sound stage, situated in the middle of three diamond-shaped dance floors, is infamous for its killer acoustics and was rumored to cost billions of credits to design and build. One or another of the best bands in the sector is always headlining there, and every time a new singer runs a galactic tour through this part of space, you can bet that one of the stops will be at the Rancor's Den.
All that hype translates into a club-and-bar that's part tourist trap, part launchpad crash, part serious meeting spot, and all soul.
As you enter, the main room of the Den thrums with the horns and the drums of a Wookie acoustic band playing a ballad for the daytime crowd. None of the dancers are performing yet, leaving the raised pedestals empty, their lights dark and bulbous like the eye pods of a sleeping giant insect.
There are plenty of people at the tables, though, and the dull roar of conversation plays a pleasant counterpoint to the mellow crooning of the band while agile waitstaff dart in and out of the crowd bearing trays of food, drink, and dishes.
Yuher scans the crowd until he spots the person for whom he's looking. He points to the wall opposite the door, about halfway between the front bar and the doors to the dance halls in the back.
"V3-6. Looks like she's with a customer."
The big human standing behind her you recognize as V3's Mandalorian bodyguard Tava Ked, but there's also a Cerean man sitting in the booth across from her. He's dressed in some kind of crew uniform. An offworlder, obviously, but it's impossible to tell who he's with.