The planet was widely ignored when the empire smashed the sector's pirate guild and became the residence of many senior pirates, that escaped the onslaught.

The administrator of Saána and mayor of Trivalbench is Bo'ot Mandrill - a jovial corellian in his 50's wo used to be the system's most dangerous pirate. He rules Saána with an iron but invisible hand. Leaving the farmers in peace and caring mostly about the export of "his" goods to space stations and barren worlds. While these export make out 80% of the planet's income, its most important function is being the supplier of many pirates and smugglers, who use the "forgotten bantha sty" to refresh, refuel and reload. He wants to keep his place clean, so the imperial controls won't find a hair of illegal origin. For this end he will use every possible method up to - but not limited to - brute force.

Trivalbench, while still a small settlement of not quite 30,000, holds an impressive black market and a wide variety of species. The second largest group after humans are Neimoidians, who ruled the planet before the pirates kicked them out in some sort of gang war. The rodians and other infamous and obnoxious races followed the call for bodyguards, bonebreakers and bounty hunters. No one remembers when the Gran came, but they probably followed the Neimodians, who needed workers to harvest the lush fields, cacti groves and coral reeves of their new investment. The city is located on a peninsula between a huge lake and Saána's unnamed western ocean. Most of the structures - here and elsewhere - are built from the only construction material, that the planet offers to anyone, who digs nine feet deep: An orange ore, that is a reminder of the planets barren past. Everything else must be imported for hard-earned credits.

Outside the Trivalbench, the planet is a boring farming idyll with controlled climate and splendid green meadows, orange mountains and blue lakes and oceans, that are frozen at the poles and cover about two thirds of the planet. Saána has three continents, which are dominated by different types of farms depending on climate. The occasional thunderstorm and some deserts around the equator escape the environmental control. The most important one being a salt desert, able to suck the liquids out of an unprotected traveler. It's the only mineral-rich area of Saána. The temperate areas of Saána enjox three seasons: Growth, Harvest and Slumber. The equator has very few fluctuations. The atmosphere generator towers are haunted places, that are cloaked in myth and wild vegetation. Ghost stories cling to the overgrown titans, that look so alien and ancient. Most of Saána's unpopulated and unclaimed wilderness can be found around the approximately 2000 towers, that are spread across the planet in a regular pattern, that includes oceans and mountain ranges.

One last notable feature are Saána's moons:

Splaedas - which races across the sky every four hours, just to vanish after half an hour again. It is among the fastest moons to orbit an inhabited world. It remains meaningless to the planet's ecology, because its low mass prevents it from becoming a gravity hazard.

Chardas - another oddity considering Saána's lack of valuable metals. The outermost of its moons is basically a dense chunk of duranium ore, that threatened to crash into the planet a couple of times. When the Menotrop Mining Corporation began exploitation, they stabilized the orbit and ended the state of constant danger.

Mirras and Manas - The two asteroid moons are very unexciting heaps of dirt and ice, that propably started their careers as meteors.

Bo'ot Mandrill can be anything you need him to be, from some kind of Lando to a brute villain, who secretly terrorizes the whole alephard system - maybe the whole sector. I think of Robert De Niro, when I play him.