Time has passed, and age has taken its toll. Our youth has passed by but our craving for Power has not left us. We hold onto a dream in our hearts that one day we will possess all pieces of the Triforce. . .
Then . . . The gods will have no choice but to come down.
Any who hold it may have all that they desire. Ever since we came from the desert; that blistering, scorched land where are numbers dwindled, we have had this dream.
Still we covet, still we need, still we dream . . . of savoring the tranquil wind that blows over Hyrule.
Our bones are old, but our hearts are still full of youth! Don black armor! Grasp what is left of our colors!
Old, tattered swatches of woven linen stained with blood and war.
We are Lords of conquest! We have suffered through all the torments of hades!
AND SURVIVED THE SCORN OF THE GODS!
Hyrule will not share their gift with us! They tell us to hide as winter storms in, with harsh gales that pierce us and our homes with ice and death!
THEY WILL NOT SHARE THE POWER OF THE GODS THAT IS FREE TO ANY GERUDO!
Free to ANY ... who have the power to dream. . . .
By the gift of Din, I swear upon this piece of Legend I hold... that as long as the Triforce of Power is in my hand!
-in hiding- This man is very large. He seems to exude a haze much like Akuma. Sword Knight, and my own research, have taught me that he is Ganondorf Dragmire, the holder of the 'Triforce of Power' Others seem to be able to walk right up to him and converse with him. He's a lot more docile and much less threatening than my studies would tell me he is..
Well you see, first you have to suffer years and years of torment trekking through the unforgiving desert as the only man in your clan, having to listen to the bitchy moans of your hoes for all eternity.
Then you get absolutely nothing, because this shiny triangle is mine.
You might get a worthwhile nemesis, but I doubt it.
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