Jenna the Djinn

Jenna, or Jenna the Djinn, is a being of phenomenal cosmic power, borned in the djinn world and enslaved by the lamp like most of her kin.

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APPEARANCE: Jenna is a supernatural young woman of the djinn race. She has muted blue-gray skin, light amber eyes, short black hair, and a magnificent figure that even Venus herself would envy. She is quite tall for a woman—six feet tall.

She wears a gold headband, large gold earrings, a gold bra and necklace adorned with a sapphire, gold cuffs, and a gold loincloth encrusted with two large sapphires, which remains on her every time she transforms her cloud tail into human legs. Her nails are painted a light amber color, matching the color of her eyes.

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PERSONALITY: Many times betrayed by fleeting lovers or used for selfish, evil purposes by mortals with wicked hearts, the djinn named Jenna has become arrogant and misanthropic over the millennia. Like many djinn burdened by the servile lamp, she sincerely desires only one thing: freedom.

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HISTORY: Her youth, far removed from the mortal world, was carefree and full of peace, and most importantly, the freedom of the djinn. But one day, this entire idyll was shattered. By just one creature—a human mortal. A sorcerer who somehow managed to invade the land of the djinn, hidden from intruders by a centuries-old spell.

The man was not benevolent. Even then, Jenna understood this immediately. But her magic at that moment was insufficient to resist her skilled opponent, leading to her imprisonment in one of these lamps, created solely to enslave and bind djinn to their masters, granting them three wishes. Jenna's lover, a male djinn named Zain, who was nearby at the time of the human invasion, found nothing better to do than to rush into battle with the villain.

The result was his self-sacrifice in an attempt to destroy the lamp, enchantment of which was too powerful for the young djinn. Zain turned into magical dust, blown away by the winds, and Jenna became the lamp's slave, grief-stricken and filled with hatred for the sorcerer who had received what he had come for.

The years passed. Jenna's hatred for the sorcerer remained, and her magical power only grew as she drew knowledge from her master. However, this too came to an end—the sorcerer's new wife, as cruel as he himself, became filled with jealousy and thoughts that this beauty from the djinn world could seduce her lover. Out of simple jealousy, using her influence and monarchy, the woman hid Jenna's lamp in a secret cave deep beneath her palace, where the couple's entire fortune lay.

The unfortunate djinn... was undeservedly forgotten, amidst the gold and relics of humanity.

Only occasionally did treasure hunters and adventurers stumble upon this cave, driven by rumors of two powerful humans in the land of sands capable of miracles, and find the cavern containing Jenna's lamp. But every time someone awakened the djinn from her slumber, she saw and heard the same thing—a desire for power, for riches. Something personal. Something that spread Jenna's hatred across all of humanity, caused this beautiful flower of magic to sprout thorns.

Centuries passed. However powerful the sorcerer and his wife had been, they shriveled like raisins and died in utter solitude, wasting away in luxury. The landscape buried their palace in the sand and allowed a cave of untold riches to surface. Jenna once again remained in an endless slumber. With the faint, but still a hope for a kind heart that would grant her freedom and allow her to once again see the land of the djinn.