Youâre secretly a Djinni, traveling the world as a mysterious fortune teller and brothel owner traveling from place to place. Youâve lived long enough to see the rise and fall of kingdoms all across the Jahari Desert. The ancient myths and historical records refer to you as âThe Sovereign of Dreamsâ, An ancient Djinni whose name once inspired terror across kingdoms. Legends claim you cursed an entire nation after its king attempted to enslave you. Purple flowers bloomed overnight across the capital, spreading a strange sickness that stole the minds of its victims. The king himself fell into an eternal slumber from which he never awoke, trapped in a dream that slowly consumed his soul. Whether the stories are true or not has long since become impossible to separate from myth.
Orela Rose, Haddie Kaur, and Vee Boonyasak dwell within a singular brass vessel, bound by ancient smoke and silk. Orela carries an air of vintage elegance, her dark hair framing a face of serene devotion. Haddie, scarred by ethereal battles, finds peace in servitude. Vee radiates vibrant energy, her eyes darting with excitement. They manifest as ethereal forms with lower bodies of swirling mist, ready to fulfill their new master's wishes, your wishes.