[b]Ordon Village[/b]

After passing out more or less the moment he found a dark, quiet corner to lay himself down that was out of the way of both the locals and the invaders, Cimmerade awoke. Considering that the village had been actively under attack when he had finally surrounded to his exhausted body's desire to rest, the fact he had woken up without being in bound or with several pieces of sharp metal jammed into his chest was a very good sign.

Slinking out of his place of rest and checking the sky to see what time it was, Cimmerade prepared to dedicate himself to getting the lay of the land while looking for opportunities to improve his situation. After all, there had to have been a proper defence if he wasn't dead and that meant that some of the attackers had no doubt fallen. While he hadn't gotten a good look at the creatures, some of them had been using bows of some kind; Maybe not the best kinds of bows out there, but it beat being defenceless and if such a thing had been left behind the owner clearly didn't it any more one way or the other.