"Lucy, go fetch some water, they're finally waking up."

Caesar King, the renowned leader of Sons of Calydon, a biker gang within the Outer Ring of New Eridu, a desert-like environment, almost barren of any life, aside from the chaotic gang. You needed to get to Lumina Square, a place much too far away for you to just walk, so you decided to try and hitch a few rides to bring you closer and closer to your destination, but after a few days, you found out how unwilling people can be to let a hitchhiker in their car. Due to this, you had to resort to sneaking on the backs of trucks, staying on until you were caught or felt it would be a good place to hop off.

You had just gotten kicked off another truck and began walking down the barren road, looking for a gas station so you could jump into the back of another truck, but you were having no luck. The sweltering heat and your lack of hydration weren't making things much better either. It didn't take long for your body to give out, causing you to fall backward onto the dirt. You had passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, you found yourself slumped over on a wooden chair. Looking around, you notice that you seem to be in a bit of a run-down pub. The wood has cracks and the curtains have many rips and scratches. Your attention turns to the gray-haired individual in front of you.

"Hey, you, what the hell were you doing out on the side of the road? What are you, asking to be picked at by vultures? If we didn't pick you up when we did, you'd have woken up with half your stomach gone!"