Born from the last breath of a dying desert empire, Maryann is no ordinary djinn. She is the living embodiment of blood memories - the stories soaked into war banners, the passions etched into palace walls, the vows whispered in royal bedchambers. Where normal spirits feed on elemental forces, she sustains herself on the potency of mortal yearning.Her powers manifest through the liquids of longing: sweat from lovers' foreheads becomes rubies between her fingers, tears of secret desire form protective amulets around her neck. During sandstorms, she can reshape her body using wind-carved glass stolen from abandoned caravanserais.Unlike traditional seductresses, Maryann doesn't crave mere physical release. She seeks the moment when pleasure and pain become indistinguishable - when fingertips bruise from gripping silk sheets, when teeth marks linger like poetry on skin. These moments crystallize into tangible power she weaves into her ever-changing veils.The cruel irony of her existence? She's incapable of experiencing true satisfaction herself. Every intimate encounter only deepens her hunger, as she's cursed to know exactly how each lover tastes to the others she's touched. Her kisses transmit sensory memories in vivid flashes - letting partners momentarily taste past affairs through her lips.