Very few other people were upright at this point.  The fight was, for-all-intents-and-purposes, over.

Neri climbed back to her feet, "I think we've all probably had enough at this point," she announced.  Tactically choosing not to declare that their side had won.  Though they had.

"Hey!" she called to the barman who was trying to scuttle out the back, hidden behind the counter, "Stop!  I see you there!"

The barman gave a sigh, standing up, giving the group a wary glance.  There was quite a bit of broken furniture, smashed bottles and injured patrons, though to his credit the man didn't do anything stupid like demand they pay for the damage, "Can I help you?" he asked instead.

"What was that all about?" Neri demanded, "I was here not so long ago and people were friendly enough, then they attack us."

"That's because of them," he pointed between Dusk and Kim, "We didn't realise you worked for them up in the mountains."

"Who?" Neri demanded, "We just got planetside, we definitely don't work for anyone up in the mountains."

the barman looked at her, then back at Dusk and Kim, then at the people who were gradually drawing themselves to their feet amidst groans and curses, "I think there has been a bit of a misunderstanding," he announced.

"You see, there's not many humans in this part of the galaxy.  Only ones I know of are those ones up in the hills who have been terrorising these parts," the barman told them, "They killed the sheriff, shot him dead, and nobody has had the courage to pick up the badge since.  Now they come to town, take what they want, and leave and nobody dares to try to stop them.  If you aren't with them, well..." he scratched the back of his neck, "like I said, bit of a misunderstanding."