Combat! 
((This all directed at Virhan for now, until the bottom, where you may note the rest of you hear stuff.))
The Gnome
The gnome crouches slightly and walks under the table to where he can see you, still 15 to 20 feet away, and clasps his hands together and points them in your direction. Some gray sparks rise from his hand and move forward out in a large cone, surrounding you. They vanish where they touch you, but you feel nothing. There appears to be no effect.
The Unarmed Halfling
The Halfling who at first appeared to be unarmed is suddenly standing atop the small crate he was pushing, brandishing a dagger. He takes a few steps towards you, but stops just short of your aura.
The Human
The human in the common traveling clothes who first spotted you goes from a complete motionless standstill to a sprint in the blink of an eye. He is at you in seconds, and you barely manage to attack him before he reaches you. Your aura manifests slightly in front of his face and moves forward, and it looks like you just broke his nose. He immediately falls to the floor groaning, barely conscious.
The Elf
The Elf also makes a dash for you, despite his fallen comrade, and slashes you lengthwise with his dagger, but his blade is deflected by your aura.
The Leader
The unkept leader of the group pulls out his longsword menacingly, then glances nervously at the other human, who is currently rolling on the floor moaning and bleeding out of his face. He hesitates, standing on the edge of your aura.
The Second Halfling (Because of your new initiative, he can go as well)
The second Halfling grabs something from behind the crate that you hadn't seen: a fiddle. He whips it up and starts playing, fast. It's quite a catchy tune, and he is quite a good player.
((Interestingly, due to your readied action and moved initiative, the Gnome and the Halfling with the dagger get to go again before it is your move.))
The Arcanist
The Gnome announces to the rest "He ain't a goldcoat." You recognize the slang, it is a term for the guards of the human nation in Atrailaus, due to their official garb. He then steps back to the side, attempting to be inconspicuous, as he clearly doesn't wish to approach you. His yell however can be heard by the rest of the party, as can the fiddle.
The Rogue
The Halfling with the dagger bursts into a grin as his brother bursts into song. His feet move with the tune of the music as he makes his way to you in quick darting movements to slash at you as well, stepping over the fallen human so as to get close. His attack is also deflected by your aura.
The rest of you:
Having heard a shout "He's not a goldcoat" and the sudden playing of a fiddle for some strange reason, you can quickly come to the conclusion that something has gone wrong. The thud of a body hitting the ground a moment earlier only furthers this notion.
Rolls
Spoiler
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(1d20+5)[24]
(1d6+4)[8]
Possibly necessary:
Elf:
(1d20)[8]
(1d4)[2]
Leader:
(1d20+3)[6]
(1d8+2)[10]
Human:
(1d20)[17]
(1d6)[4]
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