Kael was fixing to relieve an unsuspecting shopkeeper of his coin purse when the first guard ran by. He quickly sidestepped the man, and thankfully went unnoticed--there must have been something incredibly important going on... the man looked like he was charging into battle or something. Both Kael and the still-unsuspecting shopkeeper watched the guard disappear in the direction of the docks.
"What was that about?"
"I dunno," Kael offered by way of explanation, shrugging and moving on. He didn't want to be around when he noticed that his coin purse was missing... Kael had chosen to relieve him of it anyway, while he was still wondering about the guards. He hadn't gotten far when he heard the sound of more men running his way. He turned, sure that he'd been figured out, but the guards ran right past him, followed closely by mages from the local Guild. His interest was officially piqued...
What am I doing... Kael thought as he ran after them. They were headed to the docks, and that's when Kael saw the first fireball arch over the wall. His ward was strong enough to deflect it, but just barely. He was knocked back as the fireball exploded against the magical shield, and the ward dissipated without his concentration. He leapt to his feet again and considered running... but he'd always been a curious sort.
He made his way down to the docks and remained close to the base wall. Whoever was flinging spells was aiming for the guards and mages on the ramparts, and he didn't want any part of that at the moment. Somebody ran past him, checking his shoulder and almost knocking him down. He turned and saw a Dunmer fleeing the area... what could be so bad as to make a dark elf run away? It couldn't be good.
That's when he saw the soldiers and the Thalmor agents and decided that the elf might have had the right idea. He fled, taking the stairs leading up the walls, unknowingly following the Dunmer he'd run into earlier... until he saw him standing, sword drawn, facing another group of soldiers. He saw the electricty run over the tips of the mages' fingers, and knew what was about to happen... he pushed past the Dunmer and raised his ward, just as the mages let their sparks fly. With his left hand focusing the ward, he drew his broadsword with the right.
"Go! We can't fight here, and I can't keep this up for long!"