The Rancor has everything the patrons could possibly need. Restaurants, shopping areas, gym, and the almighty spa. A fountain sits within the foray, bubbling merrily as it spins the rather large dark green and soft yellow granite sphere. Here there is tranquil quiet and music plays of such a mellow ambience as to promote relaxation, though in some that relaxation possibly turns to sleep. The floors are warm with the rich green faux stones that they are, while the walls are a muted yellow. There are many, many rooms that branch off from the hallways. "Ow! Son of..." "Pleasure is mine, dala."