One of your crew knocks him out from behind

You draw your sword and he draws his. The men in the place rush out of the way and cheer you two on. But before the first swing is thrown Jerette Holsor, your cook, breaks a whiskey bottle over the bastard's head. He staggers forwards and he falls out cold. The bar-tender orders you and your men out. So you all leave laughing and spilling booze all over the man on the floor.