A city of filth

[Melk]

A Twi’lek woman with bright red skin is moving very slowly through downtown Tier-1. She is flanked on either side by a pair of Wookies in black tuxedos, their heads swiveling all around. She wears a long emerald-green petticoat and carries a tiny expensive purse. A careful observer would note a a thin trail of slime following her everywhere she goes.

Tak’iali the Fair, Hutt Mafia Princess, is half Hutt and half Twi’lek.

The posh little princess slugs forward slowly, her bodyguards following her patiently. Tak'iali suddenly stops, and frowns. She looks on the ground behind her, and sees she has crawled over another slug trail. She changes directions ‘suddenly’, following the trail.

melk is walking through the streets still, untill she takes some time to rest, she sits down on a cafe chair, getting shouted at in the process, not even caring at this point, she needed a sit down, not daring to steal anything, fearing what law enforcement here could be like she just sits, looking into the sky.

"Am i the only slug here?" she mutters to herself, its possible, and to be honest she cant tell if its a good or a bad thing, the good is that she wont have to deal with overly religious slug nuns, devoted to ilias but the bad is... she wont be able to see her "big sisters" the ones that always helped her and comforted her, and now shes here, alone in a human settlement...