The Djinn Kingdom fell to the armies of the Hyperion, and the once proud Djinn were cast down into hell. Here we are born into an existence that largly conceals, even destroys, our true essence, as well as the great magicks that should flow freely from it, which being dammed by the flesh merely pools up impotently in our dreams.
In this secret war between esssence and existence, few can recall the fall of the Djinn or can feel them all struggeling within our fragile fixed forms. Our kin lost within human minds that will not dream of these Djinn are known as the Anani, for they are little more than bottles, endlessly living and dying as mortals without any idea of the truth. Those who know better we call Mispahny, or lamps, for although we too are tragically physical beings, our mortal shells are merely temporary hosts for the Nar Aswad al Jann, the Black Flame of the Djinn.
The true magick of the Djinn, Sihr, is lost, burried under the universe itself, but those that burn most brightly can discern the movements of a psuedo-magick that is still with us, which is know among Mispahny as “Lahib,” the spark that still reveals who we truly are. Where once Sihr allowed the Djinn to create and recreate reality as they saw fit, we must now be content to merely reorder the causal flow of this world, twisting it through sychronicity and coincidental effects that shift the inescapable weight of the Real, manipulating the most subtle energies of the cosmos in accordance with the shackled will of the Nar Aswad.
Some even claim that Lahid is not really our magick at all, but in fact the deceptive counter activity of the matrix itself, a strategic appeasement from those who have retained the old powers to quiet our raging flames and to bait us with our heart's desires. Yet Lahib, regardless of its source, can be very very powerful, and because it remains almost invisible even to those with the eyes to look, it can also, unfortunatly, be easily ignored and forgotten, becoming just as lost to us as the Sihr from which it may have devolved.
To avoid the last trace of our true selves being completely erased, all Mispahny must be able to norish the Nar Aswad within themselves by learning to identify and cultivate the Azytoon Sihry, the various magical oils that can fuel the Black Flame. Although the Djinn spirit may become enflamed with many things in this existence to help keep itself awake, the quality of these various forms of Azytoon can be gauged by the brightness and purity of the flame that it supports. In short, what fuels you and where you find it will be a powerful influence on the fate of your Nar Aswad, and so bears a very thorough examination. Once one begins to better discern the presence of the higher octane Azytoon Sihry, nearly all else will come to be viewed as asbestos, for the Djinn within has permanently awoken and a true initiation has begun.
Finnaly, though Azytoon Sihry is the main objective of a Djinn's struggle, the struggle itself often provides fuel to those who are strong enough to feed on it directly. We call this nourishing struggle the Jahd, the efforts, or discipline, of a Djinni. As the word alone is often a useful matra to help focus a tired warrior, or bolster the spirits of a weary missionary, "Jahd" is one of the most common Words to be found among a Djinn's Amr Shiry, or Magical Commands.
For of course the right words can be strong fuel to a Djinn.