Darga’s throne room is both opulent and repulsive. A thick layer of oddly scented smoke drifts through the air, rising out of braziers in the corners of the room. Once-beautiful tapestries line the walls, though most of them have been torn, burned, or stained to the point that they are almost unrecognizable. A raised dais in the center of the room supports the massive bulk of Darga the Hutt, and behind his dais a large, open balcony seems to extend into darkness.
As you were walking in, the sound of music hit your ears, most of the notes pleasing to your ears. As you walk into the throne room, however, the music stops and all of the merriment happening comes to an abrupt halt.
[sblock=Huttese]"If who sent you were here personally, I would ask him why he has brought outsiders to my palace."[/sblock]
An old-looking LOM model protocol droid walks to the front of Darga's dais. "Great Darga says that if Warrick Raden were here, he would ask the meaning of this visit."
[sblock=Huttese]"He is not. Long has he tried to get his lackeys in my service. The scum aren't even worth knowing I exist."[/sblock]
The droid translates. "Raden has long tried to get his own friends into Darga's organization, but they have all been unworthy."