Wrrlykam
A Hunky Funky Mess
The invites had been sent out, the decorations were pure with paintings, the floors were shined to a polish and droids were already rolling, walking, and slugging about to ruin it. It was no matter. With a get together like this, making sure people had refreshments and munches were more important than having to rip off every single piece of flooring and replace it by arm. One of the many droids eagerly balanced a tray atop it's well rounded head, the classic design for a BB-unit, even if it was missing a piece of two. Reaching down to pick up the drink, her mind wondered.
The large Wookiee who made sure her title was Senator of Kashyyyk, or at least part of it, was sure this party would bring a new taste to everyone else who was suffering the same old with ballrooms and large mansions fit for a Queen, no, this was a simple house in the trees, fine carved wood and a beautiful rounded shape screaming out Wookiee every time someone looked upon it's double top shape. It may not be able to hold many people, but the only parties she had ever been do didn't have many guests, so the worry was at a minimal.
The landing was set, lights shining in direction to where the smaller and larger ships could fit, and eager signs had only few arrows continuously pointing to the small bridges and steps to take into Wrrlykam's house, not too far away. A few wookiees already make themselves comfortable around the house, sipping classy drinks and wearing their beast beads or knots, a raging conversation of audible purrs and growls all around. It would be quite difficult to find the translation droids, as they were being dragged about in the random.
Waiting with a grin on her face, and shining in the bright lights that made up the twinkling in every window, the senator waited to meet new people, and perhaps gain a new friend or two to do adventures and training with.