(Wow... I go away for a day, and everything progresses nicely. Now, enough chatter, for right now...)<br/><br/>The gamblers, still angry and grumbling, cut their losses and leave, though they still glare at the elf threateningly.<br/><br/>Peace settles over the tavern for a short time, as drinks and meals are ordered and delivered. Outside, the sounds of a crowd rushing through the streets can be heard, followed by a few gunshots. It seems to be getting louder, heading this way, when the door to the inn is kicked open, and six armed men rush in. Three of them are wielding a brace of pistols, with small weapons at their belts, while the other three carry rifles, larger swords at their sides. Dressed in cool clothes and light armor, along with white masks to hide most of their faces, they are a fairly intimidating sight, as bandits go.<br/><br/>"Everyone, get to the walls, hands in the air, and turn over your valuables! All of you, now!"