It was yet another night in Sindria. many things had occurred over the years but it was nice to see the island so happy and thriving. Sinbad liked loud places, music and wine and women… but he also enjoyed the silence… not too frequently, of course, but he still appreciated it sometimes. so he found himself taken by surprise when he sensed another presence in the room. “Jafar, please, spare me your nagging for tomorrow morning.” He pleaded, trying to avoid Jafar’s complaints.