Early in the morning Sarydos is greeted by the sound of rapid knocking on his room's door, he opens the door to find Suvaris Atheron and Malthyr Elenil standing in the hallway.

"Sarydos you must hurry! Get your things together and come with us, There isn't much time!"

Suvaris says franticly.

"What's going on?" He manages to ask sleepily

"Ulfric's guards are looking for you!" Malthyr answers

"Rolff told them that you tried to murder him, and now Ulfric wants to string you up as an example!" Suvaris adds, Sarydos snaps out of his sleepy stupor when he hears that last part.

"Come on, we need to get you to Ambarys at the conerclub, he'll get you out of Windhelm!" Malthyr says looking around to make sure no one is listening. Sarydos throws on his armor as fast as he can then grabs his sword and bag and heads down the hall with the other dunmer. They open the door as quietly as they can and quickly exit the building, the sun has yet to rise and the cold wind blows fiercely against Sarydos' face as he looks around to make sure the street is clear of guards and lookouts. They rush down the street as fast as they can while still staying relatively quiet towards the grey quarter. The sound of their hasty footsteps echoed down the street as they went, Sarydos hoped they would be drowned out by the sound of the wind but didn't make an effort to be any quieter. They stopped as Suvaris peeped around the next corner but immediately brought her head back behind the corner.

"There's a guard blocking our path ahead." She whispered to the two of them

"Any Ideas?" Malthyr asks

"I'll send him away." she replies. She turns around and runs around the corner towards the guard.

"Guardsman! Guardsman!"

"What is it?"

"I saw the man you're looking for!"

"Where!?"

"He was sneaking around the Cruel-Sea's house."

She leads the guard fleetly down the street away from her two companions, they take the opportunity the quicken pace as the Suvaris and the guard are making a lot of noise as the run, the ruckus they're making masks the sound of the the other two sneaking down the street. they hurry down into the grey quarter and reach the conerclub, Malthyr knocks on the door and it quickly opens. They instantly enter as fast as they can and the door shuts and locks behind them, Sarydos turns around to see the Dunmer innkeeper from earlier that night, a man he now knows as Ambarys Rendar.

"Good, you two made it." He looks around. "Where's Suvaris?" He asks.

"She had to get rid of a guard that was in the way, she lead him to the other side of town past the palace of kings."

"Good, that'll buy us some time. Follow me quickly!"

Sarydos follows him to the room behind the bar which contains only a staircase leading to the upper level, Ambarys goes behind the stairs and drags out a heavy crate. Sarydos looks closely to see a sewer grate in the spot the crate had occupied Ambarys prys it open and signals for Sarydos to climb down it.

"Hurry down the tunnels, Revyn Sadri's down there, he'll lead you to the exit."

"Thank you Ambarys, you too Malthyr. And thank Suvaris for me when she gets back."

"Think nothing of it. Now do hurry we haven't much time."

He nods and hurries down the tunnel. He lands on his feet into some foul liquid he'd rather not guess at it's contents, he looks down in disgust but feels a tap on his shoulder and turns around to see another dunmer, one of the bar patrons, this must be Revyn Sadri.

"Follow me, this way." Sadri leads him down tunnels and around corners till they come to an opening that leads outside of Windhelm.

"This is it, do be careful out there."

"Thank you Revyn." Sadri nods in response.

Sarydos climbs out of the tunnel and into the river, the sun is rising as he wades through the water towards the shore across from him. When he reaches the shore he looks around and sees something he did not expect, A nord standing by the Windhelm stables waving his arms at Sarydos signaling him to come over there. Sarydos hurries over to him.

"Do I know you?"

"No, not really. Your friends paid a good bit of coin for me to get you to Whiterun, though."

"Is that so?"

"Aye, but we should hurry before this little plan of ours draws too much attention."

Sarydos nods and climbs into the back of the man's carriage, the nord snaps the reins signaling for the horse to move and they trot off before anyone else notices them.