As the first two begin to approach the manor, the squad of guards quickly rouse themselves. Looking at the men with brandished weapons quickly approaching, the guards waste little time on formalities. The front two stand shoulder-to-shoulder, raising their halberds and leveling them with the party. One of the riflemen behind him them fires a shot, the thunderclap almost drowning out the sound of the bullet flying over their heads. [color=CC0000]"Stop right there, or the next one's in your head!"[/color] He lowers the rifle and begins to reload, yelling. [color=CC0000]"This is t'Baron's manor, and you'll keep your distance if you wish to keep your life!"[/color]

The gunshot seems to rouse some sort of movement from within the walls, as voices shout about--almost with excitement. However, from this distance, it's impossible to make out the exact words.