As the prisoners were released from their work-stations, Averiel called from down the stairs, "Tarthagal says that there is a Worg at the far end of the cellar hall. We may find our way out blocked this way - is there a better way above?"
Looking through the workhouse's open shutters, the group upstairs could see only a few minor, but potentially significant threats: Out the front doors, directly south, across a dirt road was a watchtower, manned by three goblins who were watching the fleeing goblins. They had not yet raised an alarm, but they would. To the north-east was another watchtower - the one overlooking the bridge in the moat. Dandin had earlier put its three goblins to sleep. They were awake now, but not anymore attentive than they had been.
There were a few other buildings scattered about, and to the east, the hill-like mound that the Jester's Pride Tavern was under, in the halfling fashion. A few goats grazed grass on the roof. There was little else in the way of goblin activity that could be seen.