Re: Act 1: Jamie's Team
After a quick consultation with the driver, Jamie receives the directions to the Spicy Lady cantina. From the reviews the bus driver gives it you would think it was world-famous. The ale is the finest, the entertainment top class the clientele are the elite.
A short walk later the group learns the truth. The Spicy Lady sits in a poorly-lit street, whose shadows keep the area from showing its true filth, even in the middle of the day. The streets are littered with prosititutes, beggars and disreputable folk. Many of them watch the newcomers, who are clearly look out of place in such an area, but none approach them.
The inside of the cantina is no better. The place reeks of spilt ale, vomit and the sweat of dozens of mixed species confines in a poorly ventilated area. Every pice of furniture has been broken and repaired countless times. Behind the bar hangs an antiquated, but lethal looking slugthrower. Judging from the walls, the bartender has used it to keep order on several occasions.
Being the middle of the day the bar is only half-full. Various career drunks sit alone on stools or at small tables. Various groups of folk stay huddled in quiet conversation, and at one table a mixed group of aliens are engrossed in a game of sabacc which is quite rowdy and seemingly high stakes.
The group finds a table big enough to seat them all and settles in.