Afsin the Ifrit (Patreon)

You never cross with strangers from Maghreb - even though they may look like pitiful beggar.
Afsin Al-Jari, an insolent warrior met the pauper near the Shabwa market. He started mocking over the old man telling there’s no place for such a shabby hobo in this beautiful trade city. He denied his plea for help and pushed the beggar into dirt.
An old man looked up at Afsin from under his eyebrows an mumbled eerily. “On a dusk hour your flesh will rot, your bones will be gnawed by rabid dogs - and even after your death you’ll be doomed to serve the wishes of anyone who will ask you”. Then the old man cracked a laughter and vanished in the thin air.
On the same night, Afsin Al-Jari was killed by an assassin - and that was the time the dark prophecy became his curse. He became a vicious ifrit that serves anyone who rubs his skull - and many desire to have such a trophy from a notorious warrior Afsin used to be.

(This character is  PRE-SUPPORTED and already  available via the link in the pinned post)