" And so, I walked alone in the middle of the night, along a moonlit path of decommissioned railroad tracks, walking away from my past and my origin, looking to start anew. When I came to an abandoned platform that had obviously not been in use for quite some time," Wraith looked up at the ceiling of the tavern, through his thick midnight blue hair, his golden eyes lost in thought as he remembered how this place came to be, "And, on that platform in the middle of nowhere there was a book, brown and bound in leather and gems, there in the open as though it invited me to take it from this place. In the middle of nowhere this night"
He smiled a bit, thinking of the beginning.
"Stepping up to the platform, and glancing at my surroundings and finding nothing and no one, I lifted the heavy book, and opened it to glance through the pages. What happened next? A djinn emerged, and she said that she would grant me five wishes."
He had asked her to build him a tavern, first. His second wish, was to have it made to his tastes. His third was to have it open for business, where people could find it.
Wraith sat up and smirked, staring across the table at his lovely companion, "I said to the Djinn, that I would save the last of my wishes in the event that there was something else that I desired."