You are standing in the midst of one of the great cities of the Hutts. Nearby looms a massive white building lined with statues of corpulent Hutt forms, the meeting hall of the Council of Ancients, where the great Hutt clans gather to oversee their world. Across the street from the Council chambers is a low, dingy looking building with a low platform like a stage set in front of it, where various lifeforms are paraded before representatives of the wealthier Hutts in nearly perpetual slave auctions. Occasionally, you see younger Hutts slithering along the slime-covered street, frequently with a small entourage of Gammorean bodyguards. It is far rarer to see one of the larger, less mobile Hutts travelling around on their repulsorlift sleds; these nearly always travel with large contingents o