Oron finds himself literally in the middle of the desert, going nowhere fast. Just as he snaps out of his trance, he notices a Gerudo woman sitting out in the open. Should he approach? How’d he even end up this far away? Maybe this woman could answer a few his questions. He wasn’t sure if Gerudo were thieves, they didn’t have a great reputation when he was a kid. However, he didn’t have much else of a choice.
Oron gets close to the woman, and notices the rocks nearby. “You alone?” he asked, readying his ax.