<span style="color: #FF0040">Central Hub was the most popular club in Vicinity 21. Owned by the renown DJ Gear Hear, aka Vincent Vladimir Herman (VVH for short.), the 8 foot giant was feared and loved among many. However, his background was one to question, for not many people actually knew where he came from. Unless you were his closest friends and even those are hard to come by. But what was well known about VVH is that his music attracts all sorts of types. He was a DJ after all and the most talented one of all. <br/><br/>The entrance to the club was a hole in wall tunnel that opened to a whole different world, unlike the slums outside. The dance floor could be seen, all sorts of types mingled here and there. Demons, werewolves, vampires, shifters, orcs, magi... you know it, you can name it. A neutral ground where everything and anything can come by and enjoy their time. Lights shone many lucid colors as the booming bass beat at one's ear's. It was easy to get lost here and the occasional <span style="font-style: italic">date rape</span> was easy to walk in on. Still, it was a place to let loose and have fun. <br/><br/>Two levels opened to the public, a bridge could be seen above where clubbers mingle about and wish for a casual chat. Bar's at each level served all sorts of drinks. From the hardcore liquors all the way to the fancy drinks. Though, if you're looking for a game to play, please report to the second level back rooms where arcades could be found. <br/><br/>Though, if you're looking to make a fast deal and selling some goods, best inform the owner. If you want to make money on his grounds, you best pay the fee. If you're caught trying to deal here with no clearance, best expect a punishment. So far, the only sorts allowed to deal here are many of the mob officials and a selected few individuals. </span><br/><br/>------<br/><br/>The bouncer of this club was a pair of twin trolls. Hulking, nasty and somewhat clean, the black suits threaten to rip underneath their broad shoulders. At least they could be told apart. One was blue, the other was green. Other than that, they looked identical. Same greasy hair, yellow tusks and warts. With the blue one standing behind the purple one with crossed arms, they all checked  IDs and such.<br/><br/>Eyeing Lee as he approached them, they both spoke in union. "Identification. One must be of prime years for thee to past."