Ganon's Tale

   In the utter, inky blackness, there is nothing. A voice - soft, swiftly fading, mournfully laments; "I am sorry master... I have failed you..."

   A deep voice resonates in response, dripping with malice, "My time will come again..."

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   Years pass... History becomes legend... legend becomes myth... myths fade into obscurity. Many years after the knowledge of the fall of Demise faded away, the Kingdom of Hyrule has grown, and flourished. At the center, Hyrule Castle stood tall and proud, a bastion of civilization. The royal family of Hyrule reigned there, with a long history of benevolence, justice, and peace. Surrounding the castle on three sides was Hyrule field, a lush, green panorama - frequently speckled with the grazing cattle of Lon Lon Ranch, as well as merchants and farmers traveling to, or from, the nearby villages and kingdoms - and the central hub of the Kingdom of Hyrule.

   To the northeast lay Kakariko Village, founded by the mysterious Shiekah tribe, and rumored to be inhabited by their descendants. Rising above Kakariko was the jagged, stony fang known as Death Mountain, gateway to the virtually impassable mountain range beyond, and home to the reclusive Goron tribe. Just to the south of Kakariko, the Zora River flows, cutting a path along nearly the entirety of Hyrule field before emptying into the enormous Lake Hylia, in the south. Following its' flow upstream leads to the kingdom of the Zoras, the aquatic guardians of Hyrule's waterways.

   Along the southeast of Hyrule field can be found a dense forest. Many rumors surround the enigmatic Kokiri that make their homes there, protected by the benevolent Great Deku Tree and the mystical Lost Woods. Little is known of them by the outside world and they, in their seclusion, know little of the world at large in turn.

   Lastly, we come to the kingdom to the west of Hyrule field - the Gerudo Desert, where this tale begins. Here, among the blowing sands and blistering sun, can be found the Gerudo. Little is known of their history, and even less so beyond their somewhat xenophobic borders. With a well-earned reputation for horsemanship, swordplay, and archery, the enigmatic beauties of this all female tribe are cloaked in mystery and intrigue. Few are the men who have dared to enter their domain in the hopes of enchanting one of these reclusive maidens. Fewer still are those who ever made it out again...