SkunkyArt | Ephere — {Cirque des Reves}: Khalid

He does not know his real name. Minutia like that is lost to time, and names are only a formality—when a creature dwells in isolation, it has no need for a name.

He originated Kheliodros from two former names—Khalid, (Arabic; immortal), and Heliodoros, (Greek; gift of the sun). For simplicity, he often falls back to Khalid.

He mutters to himself in third person. It is an old subconscious habit; the roar of silence in the desert is unhinging.

As with most djinn, Khel has patterns and inscriptions on his skin. They might say something important, but hell if he'll let anyone read them. His marks are consciously suppressed.

'True form' is a contradiction. The looks are stolen from a dead man; the only things true about it are the bodily markings, which appear upon changing form.

As a djinn, he can be sealed in objects with an incantation or drawn into servitude via pentacle. Since ghul are debased and impotent, they are seldom desirable as captured djinn, but sealing is an effective way to get rid of a nuisance

His tactile sense is his sharpest. Upon encountering a fine cloth or glossy liquid or some pretty girl’s hair, he likes combing his fingers through it. Since he wears many rings it often snags.

His mild kleptomania originated from his fascination with gold but is now just uncontrollably stupid. He has more cufflinks and pocket lint than he will ever need.

He very rarely reverts to his "true" form.

The few years he spent in Cairo have had enormous influence, from his obsession with the ornate to his ideal of sophistication. If not for bad blood, he would've returned to Cairo as soon as he’d been freed—even if it’s changed unrecognizably in the decades he’s been away.

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