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Elen advises Nefeshti that she may wish to return to the ring while she cooks, so that the djinn may use her full remaining time outside the ring to enjoy the food. She decides to cook a favorite dish from Qadira, using spices and herbs from their supplies. [dice=Profession(Cook)]1d20+6 With the help of the many useful and effective tools in the Bender house kitchen, she achieves reasonable success!

Nefeshti tells you that, unfortunately, once she goes back into the ring, she cannot come back out again until at least sundown The ring's restrictions (and due to keeping the balance, I would imagine), she can only be summoned once per day). That being said, she'll have about 15 minutes to enjoy her meal once you are done I know it would likely take longer to cook, but I want to simplify it so that you'll have one last chance to interact with her, if you wish, before Jeannie goes back into the bottle...oh, wait...wrong show.

Nefeshti wrote:

"Umm...eww! It would figure that I would be stuck with some kind of sexual deviant, and his equally deviant friends. Does it look like I could have sex with something like..." Pointing to Rull, she says "...that? No offence, master."

"Testify, sister. Welcome to the club," Kallistiel mutters.

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37

Nefeshti looks at you in an appraising manner, having very good hearing apparently. :)

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Nefeshti wrote:

"I'm sorry to disapoint you, witch, but I am not like most djinn. Yes, you are correct in that I can grant wishes, but unlike my brethren, I am not compelled to do so. So no riches for you, dear."

Kallistiel perks up in interest on this side of the conversation. "I'm certain that you will be quite helpful in our future endeavours. The fact that you can grant wishes, however, is good enough for me. The rest is just semantics."

"Try not to get too greedy, "sister." It will be some time before I deem Ruul worthy of my greatest gifts, I imagine.' Nefeshti then turns to respond to Ally.

Ally decides to make herself known, now that the being in the ring is not one of her race's traditional enemies.

"I am Alliriyallin, and I would know more of you. Like you, I am bound to this plane, though for other reasons and purposes. Would you serve Ruul willingly? What tasks would you be capable and consenting to perform? Could you, for example, repair or remodel a building?"

Nefeshti looks down at you, as if you were being seen only for the first time, although something tells you that this is not the case. She then rolls her eyes.

"Little azata, why should you want me for such a mundane task? I can help with repairs, but I am a warrior djinn by heart and practice. My skills lie towards killing, not building. In answer to your first question, yes. Ruul is now my master and I must serve him, although as I already mentioned, I am not obliged to just hand out my powers at will. In that, I differ from others of my kind."

Turning to Ruul, Nefeshti says, "So what is this feast that you offer? I'm looking forward to trying out this concept of eating again. It has been so long."

"I do not typically take nourishment, but I can, so long as you realize that I can only remain outside the ring for a short amount of time each day." She'll convey to you that, while she can talk to you while she is in the ring whenever, she con only be summoned for an hour per day, max.

Elen whispers what she knows about Djinni to Ruul quietly, including the three wishes part. "I'm not sure if we each get three wishes, or we as a whole get three wishes. On the other hand, she might not even grant wishes. But we should probably ask."

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (5) + 21 = 26

After spitting and hising like a cat to get the taste of sex out of her mind, she looks at you and says, "I'm sorry to disapoint you, witch, but I am not like most djinn. Yes, you are correct in that I can grant wishes, but unlike my brethren, I am not compelled to do so. So no riches for you, dear."

"Well, I assure you, that you're new master will not go down so easily..." Kallistiel says before continuing with a small chuckle, "Well, perhaps for you, or any female for that matter... But the opportunity for such things may have passed as I hear someone has his heart. A pity for you, I'm sure, if you're into such things," she finishes with a dismissive wave of her hand.

"Umm...eww! It would figure that I would be stuck with some kind of sexual deviant, and his equally deviant friends. Does it look like I could have sex with something like..." Pointing to Rull, she says "...that? No offence, master."

"We are scholars of a sort. That's what brought us here. We wish to learn about those that came before us and the challenges they encountered in their efforts to enter Tsar."

"I do not know the information that you seek, I am afraid. I have not had a master in several centuries. My last master was a paladin, and she had been asked by a sect of druids to rid the area of a number of Orcus-worshipping cultists that were drawing to the area. She fought them, necromancers all. Before the battle had waged for more than a few seconds, she took an arrow in the knee and the shoulder, and then, right after, her brains were bashed in on the swing of a greatclub. She was one of the first to fall. I had just been summoned, but as she died so quickly following, I was pulled back into the ring before I could do any harm." Nefeshti looks around, giving Kalistiel an amusing glance.

"Ooh, can you tell us of your former master, the one who was fighting against Orcus? That's not a wish, mind you, just a request."

"Why, so you can compare yourselves to her?"

Taking a moment to think about it, Nefeshti replies "No, I am afraid not. The last time I was with a master, we set out on a crusade to take out a cult that worshipped Orcus. In battle, I thought I heard the name Tsar being mentioned, but my master died soon after that."

The female djinn nods her ascent, then looks to you expectantly.

A moment of running those paws over what he'd imagined her naked form looked like ran through the bull's thoughts, only to be dismissed a moment later with a snort.

"Another ally is always welcome. We have other allies, I will introduce you to them in a few days when they return. How do I summon you?"

Ruul knew he could deduce the common word with a little practice but figured it would be more polite to ask.

Thinking about her naked form seems to have done the trick, you sly dog...

You can almost hear the sly grin in her voice, as Nefeshti says, "You only need to think about it, master..." With that, something materializes in front of you. Her head brushes the ceiling with her hair as she looks down at you. Nefeshti is a couple of feet taller than you, humanoid in appearance, except that, from the waist down, where the legs should be, there is nothing but cloud. From the waist up, she is wearing a chain shirt, and there appears to be a scimitar sheathed at he side. She is wearing nothing else.

"What do you need, master?" You can now see the grin, it seems as big as your head.

"What sorts of challenge were you looking for?" Ruul follows up.

"What do you do....?"

"Well, I'm a djinn! I'm sure that you've heard of the old stories...although, now that I think of it, they are pretty old. You summon me, and I do your bidding, at least, for a short while, anyway. And I can grant some magic to you...There's things that I can do, but I can't remember them all at the moment. I'm still getting over the shock of having furry paws rubbing me all over."

Kallistiel raises an eyebrow at Elen's line of questioning. "It's likely up to the master of the ring to decide upon something like that, if it is even possible."

Turning towards the ring, "You mention some kind of challenge? Do you mean something to alleviate your boredom? I can't speak to that as I am often bored, but your point of view differs from my own. I expect things to be challenging in the future, however, and your new 'master' will likely be in the thick of it."

"Well, young warrior, boredom is part of it. I have been locked in that compartment for many years now." There's a moment's pause. "Let's just say that I have a purpose in life, and leave it at that for the time being."

"You're enslaved to whoever holds this ring? How terrible! Is there any way we can free you?"

"Why would I want to be free, little witch? You mortals never understand the long term to anything. I could talk until my face was red about how we are all slaves to something, but I can tell by the look on your face that you think that I was forced into slavery or something."

"Well met Nefeshti", Ruul calls out in his rich profundo.

"Djinn? I'm afraid I am not familiar with your kind."

You hear a loud sigh emanating from the ring. "Djinn are denizens of the Elemental Planes. Normally, we do not interact with your kind, and by 'your kind,' I mean people in the Prime Materials. When we do, we typically find ourselves in a servile position. It is not that we mind, it is that we see your kind doing the same things over and over again. I personally have been on this plane, in this ring, for over 6000 revolutions. I hope that my new master can provide some kind of challenge."

"Then so be it. I am Nefeshti, and I am," you can almost hear the eyes rolling on this, "the djinn of the ring."

"Then am I to believe that an intelligent beast is the new master of this ring?"

The first ring you look at (the one that is a simple gold band), you identify as a Greater Ring of Acid Resistance.

As for the second one...You take a close look at it, and can feel an aura of strong conjuration. As you turn it and rub against it, trying to identify it, the ring itself changes. Soon, it appears as an intricately carved silver ring, with a number of small, clear gems encrusting it. The ring is mounted with what might be the biggest diamond you have seen (it's about 2 carats, give or take) in a long while, if ever.

You then hear a stong, feminine voice call out from the ring "Who dares to summon the power of this vessal?" The voice is loud enough to shake the floor beneath you.