The Tatooine winds were blowing something fierce today. Locals knew better than to set foot outside as a sandstorm was soon to arrive here at an old farm close to Mos Espa. Preef Callo was smoking a cigara on the porch, but the smoke was blown away by the wind so fast it almost looked like the cigara wasn't even lit.
The wind chime was the only sound that could be heard outside the farmhouse, but the rodian wasn't the only gunslinger that seemed to be guarding the place. A human was busy chaining a couple of speeder bikes to the outside of the house in preparation of the storm and a Shivastenen could be seen hiding out in an alcove from where a twisted staircase lead down to the underground part of the farm.
The rodian was waiting for a speeder bike to arrive carrying someone who should've landed with today's offworld starliner. Now that Tatooine was back under cartel's rule a lot of folks could come to the desert world again, folks who, like Preef, wouldn't be able to get through customs checks that requires.. well, identification.
@Scoobert