Thurst peers at the barricade. As he's about to open his mouth and point, Aeshen holds up a single finger before his and Valana's mouths and nods. They've spotted it, too: Near the south wall is a narrow gap, sized for someone the size of a gnome or a halfling to squeeze through, under a ruined table, through a barrel missing both ends and under a few more gaps, and eventually letting out on the other side.
[sblock=ooc]Three of you made a DC 15 Search check. Sheesh![/sblock]