Actually, I want to shoot some karakans!

"Actually, I want to shoot some karakans," you say determined. You could always use some extra cash. And this seems like an excellent opportunity to get some.

"Very well," the man nods. "Here is a holo-map that shows you a good hunt location," he adds, and he hands you the device with the data.

"Thanks," you nod, and you get out of the building.

In the following hours, you rent a speeder, and you go to the determined coordinates. For about twenty minutes, all you do is to look around and wonder, but then you can finally see a vast patch of sand sink into the ground, and one by one the vile creatures emerge, the strange, clicking sound they make an excellent indicator of their name.