Andrew
*In the keep, they found themselves in what looked to be a storage room, with plenty of chests that didn't seem to be locked.* "Those of you who don't have gear, there should be equipment in those chests." *Hadvar said, giving Ralof the side-eye. Ralof pointedly ignored the look, and went to grab some gear, making a face at the thought of using Imperial weapons.* 

*Flying deeper into the keep, Bjorn would find a gate, past which were two grumbling Stormcloaks, searching the room for anything useful.*
Colleen
*Tia helped Andral close the door once everyone was inside, and picked up the bar meant to hold it closed. Once the door was barred, she looked around, checking if any of them were injured, and tending to any injuries there were.*
Vivian
*With the civilians inside and safe, Andral began to take a look around the keep, searching for a path that might lead out of Helgen. He still held his trusted sword in hand, and he anticipated that the dragon could still damage the keep while they were inside. He couldn't be too careful, especially not when something out of stories was, all of a sudden, reality. There still lingered a feeling from when he saw it appear, and it all had to do with what he heard.* 

*It wasn't just a monstrous roar that the dragon had let out. It had been... Talking. Andral had been able to make out words and, without explanation, the words and their meaning were clear to him. But why? That was a question that would have to wait for an answer, for they still had to escape before the fort was leveled. Until the group was ready to move, Andral stood near the passage ahead with his sword drawn.*
Genevieve
"Hey boys!" He says to the 2 stormcloaks, going through the gate, "We've got civilians coming through, as well as a few imperials, good news is, we got Ralof, as well. So when you see a crowd of civilians being led by some imperials and a bosmer, do not engage. If you do, I'll haunt you." He says with a laugh