<br/>The club itself was dark and seedy, with a circular bar in the center, stools set up around it, and a few booths in each corner. Spaced evenly throughout the main room were several small stages each one complete with a dancing girl in one state of undress or another. They each had several of the men watching them, calling out and whistling their approval.<br/><br/><br/>As she walked into the bar she was hit by many things, a wave of music, the thick smoke filling the bar, and the stairs of some of the patrons who were close to the entrance. The bar’s bouncer, a large Wee-quay looking her up and down “feeling a bit wet?” he asked laughing and reaching out slapping her ass and giving it a good squeeze, as if it were his right to do so. “either get in or get out…you’re blocking the door” he said gesturing with his glaive for her to get out of the way of the door.<br/>