Looking around at the crowd, Einkil got the distinct impression things were about to turn ugly. That said, everyone was focused on the wands, and someone had already approached on behalf of the sheriff. It was a long shot, but he would rather take the risk and have the attempt fail than see himself and his friends in the line of fire.

"Look out!" He yelled into the crowd, his deep, dwarven voice carrying with ease, as he put on his best city accent. "Sheriff's comin', an he's got the brute squad wit' 'im! Everyone, cheese et!" As he hollers out, he turns to grab the wizard, doing his best to throw them both behind the crate in the hopes his lie causes panic.

([b]Deception check to lie to crowd[/b]:[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/21124]19[/url])
([b]Athletics check to jump the crate[/b]:[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/21123]4[/url])