The murky green gloom of the lowest levels of Kashyyyk was a world unto it's self. Very few entered, even fewer were brave enough to test themselves, but in the recent year a place was built in the lowest level. It had taken much time, much talking with the locals, but the city that Raien, with Nova's help, was finally profiting. The place was small for now, it could only hold about fifty people comfortably, but eventually it would expand. It took careful planning and preparation to finally set up a trade route, at first those above didn't think it would be useful. There was also distrust, but a step by step approach and even a listing of probable gain soon allowed for a contract to be drawn.