Cromby passed his spyglass around and allowed a few of the others to take turns at his lookout position behind a rocky outcropping. From there, they could see the north-east corner of the steading. A few orcs had survived, and they, along with a few grubby hill giant "schlubs", had piled bodies in front of the north and east gates, and set them on fire. The fires burned still (and probably would throughout the night). Then the gates had been closed, and presumably double-barred.
A somewhat surprising failure on the giant's part, was that their previous approach (using the outbuilding as cover from the watchtower, until they were able to sneak around the exterior walls) appeared to still be available for them to exploit.
"They may be good at bashin' heads," said Cromby while shaking his head and whistling, "But hill giants're not known for smarts."