"But" Nothing: They're Just Scared...

The reaction of the local community could have gone better you think. Your protocol droid starts saying 'hello' in the twelve most common human galactic dialects and they scream in terror, turning and running for their respective houses...

"Well, that didn't go quite how we wanted." You mutter, and Jexalial responds: "No, master: no it didn't," while you both walk into the suddenly empty streets.

Three Buildings in particular stand out, each of them far larger than the general houses: one has a plaque with a tiny Dragon curled around a mug of ale; one is decorated with a symbol of two crescent moons flanking a sun and made all out of marble, and the third is some kind of small primitive fortress...