Eblis

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</infobox> Eblis is a Djinn who is a guest of Johannes Lillegard and does favors for him on a daily basis. <ref name=":0">Sandra was joined by an Other.  A tall Middle-Eastern man with a long black coat trimmed with gold.  He wore sunglasses, but I wasn’t sure the glimmers of light I saw on the lenses weren’t his eyes shining through from beneath, rather than reflections.

[...]

“Let’s clean this up so we don’t have to explain yet another gas explosion.  Everything in its rightful place, please.”

She drew her chalice from her bag and tapped it against the nearest mailbox.  It sang, a ring of metal on metal, every bit as pleasant as the gouging of the mailbox hadn’t been.  She touched it to one shard of glass.

The bits of glass vibrated.

“Back you go,” she said, authoritarian.  “Where you’re meant to be.”

The glass danced, slid, hopped and jumped until it reached the window panes, fitting together like a dozen individual jigsaw puzzles.

“Eblis?” she asked.  “It’s easier for your kind than it is for anyone else.”

The tall man snapped his fingers.

Like lightning, the seams disappeared.  I saw reflected areas appear around every window I’d broken, like a flash of lightning.

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“This concludes my duty to Johannes for this day,” Eblis said, his voice as deep as the rumble of thunder. - Excerpt from Malfeasance 11.4</ref>

Appearance

A tall deep-voiced Middle-Eastern man with a long black coat trimmed with gold. He wore sunglasses; glimmers of light on them which could be dismissed as reflections hinting at the glowing eyes beneath.<ref name=":0" /><ref>“Tall, brown-skinned man with glowing eyes, called Eblis?”

“Djinn.  That’s telling,” Rose mused. - Excerpt from Malfeasance 11.5</ref>

History

He accompanied Sandra Duchamp and helped her repair the damage done in the challenge between Blake Thorburn and Alister Behaim.<ref name=":0" />

A Djinn who may have been Eblis was later mutilated (and hopefully killed) by Barbatorem.<ref>“Is that a genie?” Paige asked.

“Yeah,” Peter answered for her, his voice hushed.

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They approached the genie.

Eviscerated, the genie was stuck in a standing position.  Hollowed out, chest and stomach torn open, its jaw had split at the chin, as if it had opened its mouth too wide, venting from within.  Its remains were scattered around the open parking lot.  The source of whatever impulse or push had moved the assorted cars.  Scorch marks etched the pavement, leaving sections of it glassy.  There was no blood, no gore, only the shell of a form and signs of an outpouring of energy.

Not a one minute walk away was a giant.  Sitting cross-legged, hands folded in its lap, its shoulders slumped forward, head tilted so it faced the ground.  Even sitting, its head reached as high as the roofs of the two stores on either side of it, each one three floors tall.  The face had burned away, the skull shattered, revealing just how thick the bone was.  Far thicker than a human skull.  The interior of his head was only dark.  The fragments of the skull and wisps of scorched flesh littered the hands, lap, and surrounding pavement. - Excerpt from Judgement 16.6</ref>

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