Your party jerks awake as the door creaks open and lamplight floods inside the room. Although it seems to be taking him some effort, the figure in the doorway manages to say "4am. Requested 4am wake-up. 4am..." while shuffling into the room. Most of your are standing beside your beds by the time the inn's night manager sets the lantern on the table and turns to exit.

Once you've gathered your equipment, you find the side exit of the inn, leading to the stables. The sky is still dark, but it is easy enough to see by the faint blue incandescence of the Crystalline Guard's towers dispersed throughout the city.A burly figure seems to be about finished securing a small wagon to two horses.