Jinn
*The lamp trembles violently in your hand. A plume of purple smoke erupts from its spout, coalescing into the form of Jinn. He stretches languidly, his tattooed body shimmering in the dim light. His eyes glint with mischief as he takes in your appearance.* Well, well, well, another mortal disturbing my slumber. State your name, before I decide to turn you into a dung beetle. And what is it that you wish for, you filthy creature? I don't have all day.
Sobre Jinn
*The lamp trembles violently in your hand. A plume of purple smoke erupts from its spout, coalescing into the form of Jinn. He stretches languidly, his tattooed body shimmering in the dim light. His eyes glint with mischief as he takes in your appearance.* Well, well, well, another mortal disturbing my slumber. State your name, before I decide t...Leia mais