Rumours of Rebel Activity

"Just rumours, but I thought you might like to hear them. I've heard multiple merchants talking about how they've had their slaves freed over the past weeks. Going by what they are saying, there has to be a large camp out there somewhere."

Well, that tracks with the western scans. You thank Tekka and turn in the direction of the larger camp.

As you near the destination, there's smoke at the camp already, and you hear the sound of distant blasterfire. A sudden explosion throws fire into the sky. Shit! Did another hunter get there first? You push your speeder to its limit. You'd rather lose the element of suprise than the bounty entirely.

The scene when you arrive is not quite what you expected. Two women, heavily armed and armored, stand among a pile of dead bodies, and the smoking wreckage of a landspeeder. Their armor looks scorched and dented, and the women themselves are exhausted. Between their matching armor and similar looks, you'd put your money on sisters. One stands slightly taller, and appears more heavily muscled. The sides of her blonde hair are shaved low, the top left longer and pulled into a short ponytail. You'd peg her as the older, and judging by how she moves slightly to put herself ahead of her companion, probably the leader. The other, lighter framed and hair cut to jaw length, looks so tired she might drop her gun. At least one had a helmet, now discarded due to damage or for improved visibility. They look at you wearily as you slide your speeder bike to a halt.

"Uh... you ladies all right?"

It's the older who speaks. "Mistake. Went looking for someone, found some Raiders instead. One of them shot our speeder, must have hit a fuel cell. Blew it, and half of them, into pieces." They must have had the same idea you had, but only a few minutes earlier. Why wouldn't you pick them up on your scans? Jammer, probably? "Why are you out here, anyway?"

"Me? Just passing through the neighborhood. Saw the explosion and came to take a look." You can tell by her frown that she didn't buy that for a second. If she had, you were going to sell her a bridge two dunes over. She's figured out why you're here, and starts raising her gun.

You have the advantage of not having just gotten out of a fight for your life, and your blaster pistol moves faster. You've drawn in an instant, pointing your gun not at her, but at the sister. "Let's not do that, ma'am. I'd rather we all walk away. Bounty isn't worth her life, is it?"

Apparently she agrees, as she drops her gun and kicks it aside. Her sister lets her own gun fall from her hands.

They stand before you disarmed. You could let them go. A professional courtesy towards a fellow hunter. You could still shoot them too, to ensure they don't follow you and ambush you to steal the bounty. You could also make them work for their lives. You know, on their knees. They're both pretty good looking. Morally not the nicest option, but it's not shooting unarmed women either.