The Master of Euphemisms
The Master of Euphemisms lives within a cave in the Un’Goro Crater. He is the master of wordplay, and can fill any seemingly harmless phrase with naughty meaning. Although his visage is appealing, and ladies chase his tires, he has been sadly unlucky in matters of non-oral rumination. Most recently, he met a filly who was keen and whose approach was navigable, but when he failed to rise and shine, she left him for some red-blooded cracker-jack. The experience has so crushed him that he fled the Crater and now works as an unlicensed purveyor of aquatic trans-location.
He’s a ferry-man.