<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3M05jKclco/TosCoacgNhI/AAAAAAAABUE/3EF2vFPUUuE/s1600/brom+bones.jpg)</div><strong>Brom Bones</strong><br/><strong>Wandering around the cities of Ever After</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Jafar<br/><br/>Red smoke appeared only seconds after he had rubbed the lamp and a genie grew in the alley. It wasn't the cheerie, helping type that could be seen in fairytales. This one was angry and he was expecting someone else. Brom wasn't afraid and when the genie asked for his name he stepped up to the challenge. "My name is Brom Bones, you must be Jafar. The rumour is going around that you're the most powerful around here." The old man was right about the genie but he hadn't mentioned him being like this. Brom had quickly figured out that he had to get on Jafar's good side if he wanted good things to happen for him. Pissing him off might be fun at first but if he wanted his wishes to come true as he wanted them to be he had to be clever. Flattering him would be a first step. "We're here in the gambling paradise. I'm sorry that I've had to call you in an alley like this Jafar but I just wanted to make sure that we were alone. A smart man like you understands that there would be panic if I called you when I was walking on the street."