Tillington tracks the gnoll to the window, and fires. He then turns to his companion at his feet, and the barmaid staunching his wound. He's about to ask her to carry him outside, when the warforged they had spotted earlier grabns the body and begins to move. So she is safe, or safer than she'd be with him.
The noise is getting louder, and Tillington can feel the heat on his face.
"Is there anyone else inside?" he yells at the top of his voice. If he can see the one remaining fdrunk, he will go to him, get him to crouch down and make their way out, holding his breath as he does so. If he doesn't get a response, or if the drunk is already on his way out, he takes the bag (and any possessions Maladiel had left) and runs to the door.
The noise is getting louder, and Tillington can feel the heat on his face.
"Is there anyone else inside?" he yells at the top of his voice. If he can see the one remaining fdrunk, he will go to him, get him to crouch down and make their way out, holding his breath as he does so. If he doesn't get a response, or if the drunk is already on his way out, he takes the bag (and any possessions Maladiel had left) and runs to the door.