The last thing Vaati wanted to do was get inside a carriage with these two people. Curse him and his curiosity for getting him into this situation. "I suppose I don't have much of a choice, do I?" Vaati could sense the power inside each of these two people. It seemed the shadowy one was working for the supposed king, but the king didn't know about the shadowy one. If that was the case, it was two powerful evil beings against a simple mage who's best magic was sensing and shielding. A mage who had been wondering the desert for a couple of days and was understandably tired. So as much as he didn't want to, he slipped inside the carriage. Squeezing next to the shadowy one.

The supposed king seemed a lot friendly now. Considering he could probably kill them both if he wanted to and they couldn't escape. The man introduced himself as Ganondorf. A familiar, and unsettling name. Any mage worth their salt had read up on the previous heroes and evils of the land. So they could better fight any evil forces that came along. Or any heroes, depending on the side a mage choose when graduating the academy. Which Vaati hadn't done, because he didn't want to choose a side before he truly knew what those sides were. So he had been kicked out days before graduating. "As I said earlier, I am Vaati." He said after Ganondorf introduced himself. "I don't really have any titles. I'm just a simple mage."