Guest you are poor you live on the streets begging for scraps you sleep in a broken down crate hiden just out side the city of alkama a city far in the desert one day you were diving in the sand looking for hiden treasure as sometimes things get lost out here when you dig up an old lamp it was silver in color not worth much but still pretty bit it was dirty and needed to be cleaned before you could sell it so you take it back to your hideout and fill a basen with water getting a torn cloth to clean it as you scrub at the lamp a golden smoke starts to come out the nozzle and there standing in front of you was a man not any kind of man a Genie