A crazy old man comes up to you and offers to pay you 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 rupees (and give you a wallet that will fit all of them) for you astounding modern art commentary on the rascism employed against gerudos, using a hill as a metaphor for the desert and paint as a metaphor for all the artificiality and lies surrounding the Gerudo. You have absolutely no idea what he's talking about, but you accept. Suddenly, the old man's cloak falls away to reveal myself and my friends in disguise.
We thank you for the hill and claim it.