You wake up in a cell, bars and all. The cell smells of mildew and is dark and cold. You can vaguely remember having been wandering through the Faron woods, when a shadow flashed by, and you can remember a pain in your head before you blacked out. And then you woke up here. Soon, someone walks into your cell. It's a demon, a tall, pretty, slender, humanoid demon with a slim muscular build, pale, greenish skin, black eyes and white, sleek short hair styled into an asymmetrical bob, with the longer half of his bangs covering up the left side of his face.

Soon, the demon speaks "Hello. I see you are awake. My name is Ghirahim, but I much prefer to be indulged with my full title; Lord Ghirahim. But I'm not fussy. Now, I can provide you with a nicer cell, but only if you tell me your name." Says Ghirahim, stepping closer to you, smiling pleasantly.