"Well lets scrap up what we can for DNA proof if nothing else!" Boolan suggests 'This seemed rather too easy... I wonder if it isnt some ploy by the general to throw us off?' he thinks to himself.
"Is there anywhere here we can get his DNA tested to make sure it is him and not a decoy?" He asks the others.
You come down a little outside of the city, so as not to attract undue attention. Jerec leads you through the winding streets of the Tattooine town, til you reach a shady-looking building with a big metal sign hanging over the doorway. You can't read what it says, but apparently Jerec can. He takes you inside, and says something in an incomprehensible tongue to a Rodian sitting in the corner of the small room. He motions for you all to sit down, and after a few minutes, the Rodian comes back in and takes you through a door.
This room is larger, well lit, and cleaner. All except for a table in the middle of the room, which is covered in dried blood. Waiting for you inside is a slightly graying human, perhaps in his late fifties or early sixties. He is of delicate build, though you can tell that at one time in his life he was a man of action, as evidenced by a number of small scars on his hands, and a longer one across what was once his left eye. He is dressed neatly, in an almost military-looking tunic. He is not a typical Tattooine resident, to be sure.
Guys, it's not the general. It's your surgeon (maybe more than that, however 😉 )--I thought the table COVERED IN DRIED BLOOD would have implied that... ✅
"Greetings to all of you," the man says in a heavily accented voice. "I've been watching what happened up there. Nice work. That ship has been crippling my business. You are clearly hunters of the highest calibur. And I know my bounty hunters..."