Freeze, then hide.

You freeze for a moment, unsure of what just happened as you see the shocked faces of the people looking at... all of you, finally snapping out of it, you cover up with your arms and try to get back inside. The door's latch seems to have fallen into its locked position when it closed, as the door wont budge, and now everyone is seeing your ass.

"Bleeding thorns!" you yell in frustration, before running around the corner of the small cabin.

You can hear the crowd mumbling in confusion and excitement, hearing snippets of "the Herald of Andraste is naked!" to "did you see that ass?"

Herald of Andraste? do they mean you? As a Dalish elf, you don't even believe in their maker, nor care about their stupid chantry in any way, but that's not the most pressing concern, your naked, your cold, and have no way to cover up, what to do?