The Crawler began to pull up towards the hut of Ben Kenobi. It was common for the farmers to come out of their strange sandstone homes to greet (or chase off ) the Jawas and their thieving hands. This was too many people to be outside one man's home to be normal. The machine came to a stop 200m from the entrance. 

Chukizi's senses were going haywire, never before had he felt such a power surge hit him. The ship, whatever was on it, was now here with him. Quickly assembling a party under the masquerade of peddling wares, he, three other Jawas, an astromech droid and a beaten up protocol droid left the cargo bay doors to visit the hermit and his guests.

"My my, I do hope that we'll finally be rid of these horrid creatures." The Protocol droid exclaimed as one party neared the others. The Astromech Droid Squeaked encouragingly.