Swamped

You've got no idea if there's a specific bounty, but the Guild would probably be willing to put down a reward for tracking down a runaway. It's not something you'd take a chance on.

Wait, hold on. That gives you a thought on how to bluff your way out of this.

"You think I'm a Marshguard! Really! Ha, and here I was sure this wouldn't work at all."

"What are you on about?" They don't lower the crossbow, but they definitely seem thrown off.

"The name's Pubert. My... employers have an interest in infiltrating the Marshguards, and I was sent out here to meet with a grebling who's good with dyes. Matching the precise color's tough, you see. Unfortunately, my wagon was taken by raiders, and I barely escaped, so I didn't have much choice but to ride out wearing the sample merchandise. If it's good enough to fool you, though, then I guess they'll like it."

"Pubert," the stranger repeats, skeptically. "You really expect me to believe that's your name?"

"Well, no. But would you use your real name to do the sort of business I do?"

The stranger seems to be mulling this over. Unfortunately, they're mulling it over while still pointing the crossbow directly at you. Would have been nice if they were more distracted, so you could either run or get the drop on them.

How should you handle this?