*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...Читать больше