Though the door to the Eastern gatehouse is shut, it is neither locked nor barred.  At a glance it seems to be a sort of barracks, with bunk beds and footlockers on one side and and assortment of tables and chairs on the other. Another recurring theme is present here as well- the guardhouse is empty of people and seemingly abandoned.  Though, judging by half eaten meals and overturned chairs, it seems as though the guards here were forced to respond rapidly to some sort of situation.

As far as Marcon can tell, that rascal Evard has no tricks up his sleeve this day- assuming you would even be able to see through such a trap before it were sprung.  In fact, a more thorough investigation of the Western gatehouse would ultimately yield the dead bodies of two men, dressed as guards and bearing the sigil of the fox and rose on their armor.  The gatehouse is furnished much the same as the Eastern gatehouse, except that most of the furnishings in here are shattered and strewn about with the rest of the rubble.