The Golden Forest has a tendency to ensnare travellers, losing them in its labyrinth of near-identical oak trees. Even the keenest of explorers armed with a map and compass have no guarantee of escape. However, these three travellers have magic on their side.
At the front of the pack is a woman named Imogen, with long platinum-blonde hair and a lilac cloak. She carries with her a dark-blue leather-bound spell-book, which conceals all her magic inherited from her ancestors, the Sheikah. With a simple navigation spell, she guides them through the mysterious forest in the hope of reaching Hyrule.
Behind them are her two male companions. The first wears a golden suit of armour, and rides a proud white horse. His name is Laurel, always followed by his title of Royal Commander, a Commanding Knight of the Royal Hylian Forces. His partner walks beside him; a nimble-footed figure in a violet jumpsuit, with a bandanna around his head and a dagger discretely tucked into his belt. He is often referred to as 'the lone ninja', but to his friends, he is Ningan, son of the deceased Impa.
The three of them met by fate, and are united by one common goal: to return to the land where they belong.
"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Laurel asks uncertainly. "This place is famous for stumping even the best of navigators!"
"Always trust in magic." Imogen replies assertively as she leads them along the forest trail.
"I'm not saying I don't trust you, I just…"
"Imogen's spells have gotten us this far." Ningan reminds him. "Besides, what else do you suggest? A Golden Cucco to guide us straight to Hyrule?"
"Stop!" Imogen hisses. The pair of men halt in their tracks.
"What is it?" Ningan whispers.
Imogen's finger points forward beyond the line of trees. "Look!"
Ningan and Laurel squint their eyes as they scan the shadowy horizon. Just ahead of them is a brown-furred beast with a bushy tail, cloven hooves and long curved horns extending from between pointed ears.
"A deer!" Laurel cries excitedly, startling the creature.
"Not a deer!" Imogen corrects him. "An antelope!"
"A what?" Ningan frowns. The animal spots them, turns and gallops through the trees.
"Come on! Let's follow it!" Imogen speeds up, letting her cloak flap wildly behind her.
Laurel proceeds to overtake her on horseback, leaving Ningan to trail behind. Fast in pursuit, he narrows his sights on the unusual prey. It shows no sign of stopping, leaping elegantly over fallen branches and busty tree roots.
"Faster, Aurarius!" Laurel calls to his horse. Aurarius obeys and accelerates towards the antelope at an alarming pace. The forest becomes less and less dense as they progress until the long-forgotten sun shines through. Blinded by the sunlight, Aurarius grinds to a halt. Laurel grips the reigns and shields his eyes. When he removes them, he takes an overwhelming gasp.
They have found themselves in an open grassland, basked in golden sunlight with sparse trees scattered about. The terrain is completely flat save for a mountain range far in the distance. The antelope they were chasing has found its herd and has returned to grazing in the afternoon sun. Laurel and his steed stand, awestruck.