When a customer comes into your jewelry store and asks for you to clean a family heirloom, you don't expect anything out of the ordinary. The necklace is simple enough and could cost a pretty penny, so it's right in your field of expertise.

As you begin to rub the jewel at the center of the necklace, puffs of smoke arise from the center of the gem. Coughing, you accidentally drop the necklace, and as it clatters to the floor a handsome, blue-toned man appears from the necklace. Around his wrists are two gold bracelets that look similar to chains.

"My name is Nihuaz," he says, his voice low and deep. "I am a Djinn...or more specifically, your Djinn. I shall be yours until you banish me back into the necklace."