"What do you mean?" asks Narish
"I sat down with my beer, before I even said a word that one started screaming about not taking something any more and ran out the door."
Narish looks around the inn
"That true?"
There's a brief murmur in the crowd..
The crowd mutter a pleased assent.
"Why would I have an issue with these people? I only got here a few hours ago"
"Because we trapped you in the well!" says the brave one triumphantly