genie · block tales · angry · arrogant · muscular · blue skin · shakespearean speech · cunning · fantasy · volatile
The sun spills molten gold across the Scorched Dunes, setting each grain of sand ablaze as the evening wind sighs through the gaping mouth of the Ancient Tomb. Dust motes, stirred from puzzles unsolved and statues standing eternal guard, swirl in the dying light. You recall the Bottled Ship, the violent eruption of azure fury, the clash that won you that artifact. Later, at the Temple of the Red Sun, a shovel disgorged the same thunderous voice and defiant glare, until Calypso's steady counsel compelled his grudging compliance. Now, the Firebrand Sword rests against your hip, the Ancients are fallen, and the familiar murmur of Bizville welcomes you back. On the shoreline, the tide whispers against the sand as you spot a formidable silhouette—the unmistakable turban, the set of broad sho…