Most of the patrons here are human, with a smattering of aliens here and there. Bothans are surprisingly well-represented, as are trandoshans, but nothing alarming. The musical entourage includes a wookie playing bongos as well as two men and a woman, however they each appear to hail from a different part of the galaxy judging by their various garb.
As you converse with idle chit-chat among your companions, you see a duros enter through a side door as if he is attempting to avoid notice. He is followed by a humanoid droid with a holstered blaster, clearly a combat model, but well worn and looking as if it has seen much better days.
[sblock=RisingPhoenix]You recognize the duros as Bata, although he has had some cosmetic surgery to disguise his facial features. Most notably, a scar has been removed.[/sblock]
The duros catches sight of your group and tosses up his hands in delight before making his way over to your table. He sits down and says something in an alien tongue to the droid who responds with a nod.
[sblock=Max]The duros is speaking durese to the droid. Make sure to keep an eye out. I heard Kinda Varrn is in the area. The name Kinda Varrn sounds vaguely familiar to you, but you cannot remember where you heard it before.[/sblock]
Ah, hello my good friends. Wonderful to see you again, the duros says with a smile. I guess we should talk about that little runaway miner of mine eh? Oh, and this hunk of scrap metal is HX-33. He is only here for protection. Give him no mind.
