Meanwhile, somewhere in the Kings region.
A woman scratched her head. "Urgh… I drank too much last night. Where did I end up?"
She looked around herself, seeing nothing recognizable.
"I think it's that way?" she muttered to herself as she picked a direction and started walking over.
Eventually, after scaling a ledge, she finally saw someone she could talk to for directions.
"You! Come here and answer my question," she said to a lonesome farmer.
The farmer looked at her and her weird get-up. She didn't look like she was from here. Her way of speaking was strange too.
"Uh… can I help you, miss?"
"Yes, tell me where Kingsbridge Town is located," the woman demanded, but with a soft tone.
The farmer scratched his head. "I don't know where that is, miss. Sorry. But maybe you can ask the people in the truck stop. They'll know where that is. Maybe you'll even get to hitch a ride."
The woman seemed offended by that. "What do I need to 'hitch' a ride for?"
