He quickly looked at the girl, who had all but rolled up into a ball in the corner, sobbing silently, before he bent down to the soldiers, making sure they really were no threat anymore.
He stood up agan, walking towards the guest room, sword still in his hand, opening the door and examining the mess in its full.
It must have started with one of them hitting Ma Delly hard enough to throw her halfway through the room against the counter. Then hell broke loose when the other patrons joined the fight, trying to defend her.
He once more bent down, realising the soldier was indeed dead already. He quickly searched through his belongings, taking his moneypouch and stuffing into one of his bags. Nothing else of interesst to find on that one.
After that he turned his attention to the 4 commoners on the ground, checking them for survivors, without success though, the soldiers knew what they were doing. Against farmers and tavern girls anyway.
Finally he turned around and walked over to the old woman sprawled across the floor, checking her for lifesigns.
((I'll leave it to you to decide if she lives or not))