Styr jumps out of the bed, grabbing his axe before his eyes are completly open. "Wa... what? Bloody Hell... Treason? Thats a new one". He quickly grabs his pack, stuffing his remaining things in, donning his leather armor quickly before stumbling down the stairs, axe in hand, muttering a "Dey wont get me alive..." when passing Harald.
Once in the main room he suggest to grab the cart and make a run for the city gates.