“…right. It doesn’t seem like your dearest Karga will be coming anytime soon. Not in his own at least. And as much as that won’t change anything for me I must admit that I will feel… guilty about hurting those who were his friend who treated me well. So I have decided to help you to the best of my ability to get him Back.”
[The shepherdess sighs, before pulling out a piece of paper, and begins to draw a field onto it, with a map in the corner. It doesn’t make any sense]
“I know it’s not very helpful but it’s the best I can do to map the ever expanding plains that is Away for you. It’s a field of long grass, depending on the season you’re in it might have spring flowers, usually wildflowers of some sort. It’s always got hills for what seems like miles and miles ahead of you. Think the ideal countryside but stretch it out for as far as the eye can see. That’s what it’s like. Once you manage to get there, resort assured you’re going to find him. You may get lost but nobody can hide there. That’s all I can really say. Best of luck, Cass. For what it works, I hope you find what you need.” - the shepherdess @basra-of-the-crows
"O...kay?" Cass takes the map, confused. "I'll see what I can do."
Cass visits any wide open fields they can find in the real world, making sure to check off those places to start. Upon exhausting every real world field that they have the motivation to check, they decide to try something else.
Cass's Spiral Zone looks -to them at least- like when you clip out of a map and can see all of the outlines of buildings and npcs above you. To anyone else, it's a basic Spiral Zone. That's how they navigate to places. Therefore, when they spot what is essentially a blip in that map that looks like an out of place large field, they're a little more confident that this might be the place.
Cass keeps an eye out above them while taking a winding detour through the part of the Spiral Zone that starts to look like an underground utility tunnel. Looking for any people in this blip, they eventually spot a sole figure, "Oh, there we go. This is... probably right. And if it isn't, oh well."