Paradise Towers Poolside Table Cloths

Coarse cotton tablecloths, roughly hewn for practical use, cover the makeshift meeting tables in the Sky Pool's ruined terrace. Their edges fray from repeated laundering, and their original floral patterns have faded to indistinct blotches under years of Paradise Towers' harsh fluorescent lighting. Mel fingers the weave absently while Maddy explains the trap’s crude mechanics, the fabric stiff with chlorine and humidity from the pool’s waterfall condensation. They serve no ceremonial purpose here—just dull camouflage for scattered maps and tools as rebel factions huddle to fight Kroagnon.