Legend of Zelda:
The Staff of Despair
Prologue
It has been three-hundred and seventy-five years since the Twilight Realm was vanquished from Hyrule. Three-hundred and seventy-five years since Zant and Ganondorf were defeated by the hero Link, and 375 years since the last hint of war.
Hyrule was in an era of peace. New villages were being built throughout the land and ones of old were being reconstructed. Still, many soldiers were recruited and trained incase of an unexpected attack from Ganondorf or some other evil that might still wander across the world. Among these many soldiers was a youth by the name of Sarrow. Sarrow, from was born right in the heart of Castle Town, and grew up there running in the streets - causing plenty of trouble. Now very near adulthood; was finely tanned with very long rust colored hair that came down and covered up his deep emerald eyes. Sarrow was roughly 6 feet and relatively thin, he was in great physical condition as was easily seen by his bulging biceps, quads, and forelegs that nearly tore through his purely black clothing.
Sarrow however was not just an ordinary soldier, he was an assassin, trained in ancient methods only known to few - and for this reason he was feared throughout the king's army.
Sarrow was equipped with many weapons, daggers, throwing knives, bombs, a long knife (that some considered a sword) and many others that were foreign to common soldiers.
This master of stealth, master saboteur, one that was held in high regard by the hero Link; now lid upon a bed with deep wounds across his back, a fine gash a up the back of his neck and unto his cheek and various injuries on his legs, and abdomen. He lid in sub-consciousness - eyes sunken and wide with terror, rasping, mumbling non-sense but always repeating one word - just one fear inducing word…Ganon…
