The party turns in for the night. Those that had suspicions that the rest of the men from earlier would return to attack the inn in the night agree upon a watch schedule, and despite having valid concerns, no further attacks come. Possibly the two men acted alone in their act of sabotage. Possibly the rest of the men were frightened off by the fact that two of their own were handled so easily and quickly. Possibly the two men were simply there to probe your defences and get a measure of your strength. In any case, the night is quiet and your sleep interrupted.
Those of you that get up early in the morning come downstairs to the tavern for breakfast to find Elmo leaning at the bar with an ale in hand already, chatting flirtatiously with a bleary-eyed Glenda who looks as if she’s not even fully awake yet. As you walk into the room he turns to you, looks you over with glassy eyes, and says in his drawling, slightly slurred manner, "Ey there, if it isn’t the mighty adventurers themselves! Glenda here was jes’ tellin’ me I missed quite the excitement las’ night. A shame, though it sounds like my new axe wasn’t needed. Hopefully I’m around for the next one. Were you plannin’ on us headin’ out today to see what there is to see, or have you errands to run first?"