The Trashpeople!

It feels like you've been walking for atleast two hours when you find a somewhat broken caravan. That's good! That means you can get some rest. But when you get closer to the caravan, something hits you from behind!
Linné: Wait! We won't hurt anyone! We're friends to Yoki!
Strange Person: Oh! Hold on guys, they're ok.
You: Alright. Do anyone want to tell me what's going on?
Linné: This people are called Trashpeople. They're people that just cant stand the city so they live out here. My mom was one of the Trashpeople before. She told me that if I ever bumped into them, I'd have to tell them I knew Yoki, 'cause otherwise they would beat me up.
You: I'm lucky I have you then. Who's Yoki?
Linné: I think he's thier king or something...
Strange Person: Yep. And can you tell me what your moms name is? We never forget one of the ours. I might know her.
Linné: Well, it's Kamma.
Strange Person: Holly Cow that's my cousin! I'm Rendoo by the way. Nice to meet you, kid.
Linné: Nice to meet you too. We're looking for the Old Lady. Have you happend to see her anywhere?
Rendoo: Sorry, kid. We Trashpeople had contact with her until a few years ago. Now, it seems she has completly vanished. But hey, we've been lucky enough to get some great food from our buddys in the city, so we're having a party tonight. Why don't you both join us?
Linné: What do you say?

No. We don't have time for any parties.
That would be fun!