Sempra the Hutt
A very hutty hutt!
Scene
The white palace, Sriluur
The palace was cool and lofty as its inhabitants moved about to pursue their daily bussiness. It was in Sempras own words. A day to chill...
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In the shadowy corners of the rooms and hallways gambling and drinking was taking place. Servant slaves moved around picking up orders and reporting to the guards when something went over board. Other then that a few guests arrived, presented their deals, bartered, was sent away with a broad smile, a red face or sometimes a nervousness surpassing a death sentenced.
In the cellar mechanical wheels leåt spinning keeping the palace breathing its metalic raspy breath as doors opened and closed. In the arena a rat sat gnawing on a bone, left from the last fight that had ended with the brutal death of one of the slaves of ther cartel. Spice was being dealt out generously - for a price of course and several plots began or unfolded over the course of a day.
Sempra himself was sitting slowly moving to the rythm of the music played allowing most affairs today be handled by his underbosses. But now and then someone important showed up and it was not a day off. No, the supreme Mogul never took a day off. Although, sometimes a day passed without anything special happening. this just seemed to be one of those days.