You open the top of an ancient clay pot. Suddenly a burst of wind fills the room. You take a step back as the wind coalesces into a form.

It's a tall demon, wearing ancient robes. His skin is very pale and scarred.

"OOooh," He says as he stretches and pops his back! "I'm finally out of that thing. I don't know who you are but thank you for letting me out. In return, I grant you three wishes." He laughs. "Sorry, just kidding. I can't really do that, I'm not a genie. Thanks, though."