Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26295802-20160927000244/@comment-26863727-20161224043402

Quill understands the second they enter the place, which takes up ten floors of the tower. It's almost enough to make him throw up. The place looks well-maintained, but.. the smell...

It's partly loamy, partly sweet, slightly rotting, slightly chemical sharp. There's also the smell of the food the stalls in the indoor market are selling- raw meats, foul-looking tubers,  decayed fats, live insects and amphibians... but the smelliest thing is the operators. They're easily the ugliest creatures Quill has ever seen. Giant eyes ranging from orange to lime green, large nostrils and mouths as wide as the heads they're on, bodies with huge rolls of fat, and pudgy arms terminating in three equally fat fingers and a thumb. They look like they developed from slugs or worms, possibly both. The ones slithering around leave trails of slime in their wake, producing flatulent blarts and blurts as portions of their undersides regain or lose cohesion with the floor.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Little Nal Hutta."