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Post by Master Bondora on Aug 31, 2005 21:30:22 GMT
The Hutts have transformed the once pleasant world of Nal Hutta that was covered of mountainous rain forests into a gloomy planet of stinking bogs, stagnant, scum-covered puddles, and patches of sickly marsh grass inhabited by insects and spiders. The planet's flocks of large, clumsy birds are shot down by swoop-riding hunters. The atmosphere is polluted by strip-mining operations in the Nal Hutta's industrial centers, and a greasy rain drizzles down on the world's destitute inhabitants living in their squatters' villages and ghettos. Entertainment centers located near the Nal Hutta spaceport stand on stilts in the planet's swampy ground. The white palace of Jooba the Hutt lies across from the spaceport, and features a swamp-water bathhouse and an infamous network of dungeons. It is in the spacious and darkened throne room of Jooba the Hutt that fans and contestant of the Great Tournament will come and make bets for the fights to come.
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Post by Master Bondora on Aug 31, 2005 21:42:33 GMT
Inside the throne room, Jooba reclined upon a large dais, keeping a sickly eye on the motley horde assembled around him. His every depraved whim was satisfied. his hunger sated by snacking on live gorgs, his lasciviousness by the performance of his favored dancing girls.
ooc: Talk to Jooba to make bets! But make one thread for each fights.....
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