The guard seems satisfied with your explanation, and disappears from view. A minute later, the portcullis slowly rises, screeching as it does so.
The guard appears from behind the open portcullis. "I'm bettin' you'll wanna stop in at the Silver Dagger, straight ahead," the guard says. He points to a large building about 50 feet away, its sign out front swaying in the wind.
The village itself is small, even by your standards - a handful of buildings are visible from your vantage at the gate. To your west, across from the Inn, is what appears to be a trading post. Beyond that, further north you see what look like farmhouses, several of them in a row. A few other buildings lay to the north and east, mostly obscured by the Inn.