Something is happening in the courtyard

You snap out of your slumber. You're a bit drowzy, but a sense of adrenaline courses through you and swiftly focusses your mind. You're lying on your bed, you fell asleep so quickly you didn't even take off your clothes. You realize you're hearing some noises - it's what woke you up. You survey the room - it's dark, except for the moonlight streaming through the tall window. The sound appears to be coming from the courtyard at the back of the tavern, where the stables are.

You take a peek out the window, and you what appears to be two elves mulling about - a male and a female. They're dressed in unusual styles, suited for woodland rangers rather than anything worn by the human citizenry of the towns. Lawless elven bands of raiders often travel through the woods in these lands, unencumbered by political borders or allegiances, taking what they need or as they please and vanishing into the woods. You watch as they're walking to and fro with crates and sacks stamped with a roaring boar, the tavern's logo, and are placing them on a pair of horses.

It appears they're robbing supplies from the tavern!