The Lost Hero

Prologue

The Gerudo Desert was known for many things. For most, it was simply known as a vast wasteland, though some whispered of the dark secrets it contained. To others, it was a point of curiosity, drawing many unsolicited visitors in hopes of catching a glimpse of the beautiful Gerudo women contained within the heavily guarded walls of the city where no men were allowed. But to the Gerudos, the desert and all it contained was home. They knew the sands like the back of their hands; every change in weather and every dishonest mirage. They could navigate the desert with ease, whether on foot or by sand seal. They knew of the creatures that lurked in its deepest, darkest depths, and they knew just how far to venture out before getting lost to the unpredictable sandstorms.

It wasn't often that an unfamiliar soul found themselves lost in the desert sands, but when one did, the Gerudo soldiers came to the lost Hyrulean's aid, easily guiding them back to familiar territory.

Over the years, however, the Gerudos found that their curious and adventurous visitors grew less and less as the notorious group of ex-Sheikah known as the Yiga Clan grew in vast numbers. They, too, called the Gerudo Desert home, and they eagerly took advantage of the skilled travelers and curious newcomers.

It was impossible to locate their hideout, despite the efforts of the knowledgeable Gerudo, and they were left with only one option: to up their patrols between the city and Central Hyrule in hopes of keeping all travelers safe from harm. And though travelers were less frequent in the recent years, they kept their patrols up dutifully. Though, they could not save all who dared to tempt the desert.

It was very late at night when Urbosa got word from her guards of a disturbance on the far eastern edge of the desert, just beneath the Great Cliffs. Their initial report told her of a lost couple ambushed by the Yiga Clan. When they arrived to come to the defense of the couple, however, all that remained was a lone child.

Something about the situation didn't sit right with Urbosa. What would a young couple - with a child, no less - be doing out in the desert at that time of night? Blood had been shed, but otherwise, there was no sign of the outcome of the battle. In the morning, tracks could be seen, and the guards determined that a body had been dragged away, but the tracks did not lead far before disappearing completely. No other sign of any survivors remained.

Urbosa took the child into her care as the guards spent the following days desperately searching for the family of the child, but as the days turned into weeks, it became clear to them that the baby was an orphan. No mother or father would come knocking on their gates in search of their lost child. For whatever reason, the child was spared, but they could only assume that the parents had died.

It was rare that a male child would be born to a Gerudo women, and even more so, it was unheard of to allow men into their city. But Urbosa would not abandon the child, nor did she trust him in anyone else's care. She felt a duty to the baby, and thus, she named him Dahvi and vowed to protect him within the walls of Gerudo City.