Story
Avdol is a fortune teller, born in Cairo, Egypt. He was also one of the first to meet Dio after the vampire's resurrection, barely escaping with his life and sanity. Before the events of Part 3, he had met and barely tamed the Stand-wielding dog Iggy.
Avdol first appeared when he accompanied Joseph Joestar to assess the situation of Jotaro Kujo, jailed in Japan voluntarily. It turned out, through his own knowledge, that Jotaro is a Stand wielder. After that, with newly-enligtened companion Kakyoin, they went to Hong Kong to take a ship, and encountered Polnareff. Avdol was able to defeat him, and after Jotaro destroying Dio's buds in him, became their ally as well.
Avdol initially fell prey to Hol Horse's bullets, when Polnareff tried to slash the bullet apart, only to discover that it can change directions. In saving Polnareff's skin, Avdol got stabbed by J. Geil's Hanged Man from behind, and then shot in the forehead. From there, it was assumed that he died, only to return during Kameo's onslaught.
He also got victimized by N'Dour, but not after simulating footsteps in the sand to trick N'Dour's ears using his own ring cuffs (N'Dour can listen to the ground from far away with his Stand).
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