Stavanger Bay *slaps organ* this baby can play so many octaves

With his back to the lurking wraith, he also did not see her. But he was painfully aware — paranoid even — of the thought of her. While before her presence was benign, a quiet shadow trailing after him from home, she was now an avenging demon bent on destroying him. All for a stone.

But that was an unnecessary thought. He had to find his brother. He is tall, taller than me. When he was an adolescent that was a point of contention between them, but now Ganon could only accept what nature had given them both. They had the same but different blood — had Ganon known, he would have understood that the extra inches of height and muscle were brought from Vaati's father, Kjalarr. Ganon had met his father; a weak, small, scrawny thing He has silver fur, but his muzzle and stomach are sandy. He has pale blue eyes. That was a surprisingly short description of the man. He could be more poetic, but that would benefit none of them in the end.