"I'm on board with escaping to Andoran on impulse!"

"I can draw us a map if we don't already have one."

"Map seems helpful, although I'm pretty sure we can just head east and we'll get to Andoran eventually."

"I'm pretty sure we'll get out of Cheliax! Andoran specifically is a bonus. I would take Xopatl if that's where we wound up. If anyone has their heart set on Andoran though, we should start going east?"

"What's Xopatl?" says Tetula, who got beat up a lot during Geography. 

"A nation on the other side of the Arcadian Ocean," says Malak, who beat Tetula up a lot during Geography. 

"I think we should get out of the city by dawn if we can. Me and you will need to pray for an hour."

At least, they will if they work like Asmodean clerics? Which they probably do, right, Asmodeus isn't obviously dawn aligned so that must be a general cleric thing.

"Right. Uh. ...probably we can get out of the city by walking confidently and looking like we know where we're going?"

She considers her fellow escapees to see how plausible a plan this is. 

They look like wizard school students, a couple of them with blood on their uniforms. Wizard school students probably could, the blood maybe attracts attention.

Marc scratches his head. "Has anyone left the city without an escort before? I've always had guards or someone." Marc has his adult height and enough of a beard that he could pass for a grown man if he kept his mouth shut.

"The guards at the gates aren't tasked with keeping people in, not unless someone is yelling 'stop thief.' They might remember us though, we do stand out. It might be best to get a few people out of our uniforms and into something else as fast as we can." 

"We're also going to need... food. A map. Other... traveling supplies."