Warden of the Burning Threshold
Ifreet Qudsa
Fire without smoke — the substance the jinn are said to be formed from. Al'qudsa's flame runs cooler and slower than a marid's, closer to a coal than a blaze: patient, exacting, built to outlast the thing it watches.
Ruined gates, sealed doorways, boundary stones, and any threshold sworn over by oath. Ifreet of this order are drawn to the line between one state and another — inside and outside, kept and broken, sealed and open.
Proud and incorruptibly literal. Al'qudsa honors a bargain to the letter and expects the same in return. It does not punish the careless — only the deceitful. It is indifferent to those who ask nothing of it.
Adoration, but only the sincere kind. Flattery offered as currency is refused; a plainly stated need, honestly asked, is what an ifreet of this rank actually feeds on.
| Day | Tuesday |
| Hour | The hour of Mars — first planetary hour after sunset on Tuesday, or the first hour after sunrise if you keep dawn workings |
| Direction | South |
| Colors | Ember red, charcoal black, brass-gold trim |
| Incense | Frankincense with a pinch of dragon's blood resin |
| Metal | Iron to bind, brass to offer |
| Number | Seven |
| Offering | Something burned, not eaten — a written petition, a dried herb, a name released to ash |
Choose what you're bringing to the threshold. Al'qudsa's attention is narrow but reliable — a clear, honest ask gets a clean answer.
The traditional method for calling on Al'qudsa directly, using the card itself as the point of contact.
The working is only as clean as the sign you wait for. Don't rush the flame, and don't talk yourself into seeing something that isn't there.