Might as well introduce myself.
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. This doesn't apply to Link, Zelda, or Ganon, if you're reading this. I just want you to get the hell away from me.
I am Vaati. I am a wind mage. I come from a far off land called 'Hyrule'. You've probably never heard of it.
I used to be smaller then I am now. A lot smaller. Actually, I was no bigger then the fingernail on your pinky. I belong to a race called the Picori. The Picori live in small groups, much like the family stucture that you Hylian-things have. I had no family structure to speak of, only a bitchy old man, named Ezlo. The only reason you can see me, hear me, and speak with me right now is because of a magical hat, called the Mage's Cap that Ezlo made himself. I'm wearing it. If I ever take it off, I shall revert back to my tiny form. I did not exactly acquire this hat by legal reasons...
But I disgress. I made my way across Hyrule, and eventually tried to take control of a mystical power called the Light Force. They don't deserve it, the greedy, horrible bastards. All they want to do is cause chaos, destruction, disorder, terror with it. But I, I will make a new world with it. And it shall be perfect... Yes...
But again, I fall off topic. The point is, I failed. Was pushed off the top of Hyrule Castle, a some 50-foot structure, and presumed dead, when really, I was merely unconscious.
When I woke up, I was in this desert. It does not seem to be something of Gerudo making...
So, would any of you care to explain why the hell I'm here? Is this a competition? A challenge? Or is this my punishment for my deeds, to live the rest of my life in this shithole of a home?
Do explain. I'm quite curious to know.