*A massive was sent to all the qalasheen people*

In the lands blessed by the golden rays of the sun, i found myself in a journey to see the desert of Aevos as my Kin was located far far awey from it, after observing the land for hours finally found myself a small but cozy oasis, so then rested under a tree, the shade of it covering me from the cruel sun waves and there i took a nap with a smile on my face, as i lay in peaceful slumber, a vision unfolded before me.

I found myself standing in a vast desert, surrounded by undulating dunes of golden sand. And as i gazed across the barren landscape, a gentle breeze stirs the grains beneath my feet. In the distance, a shimmering mirage catched my eyes.

Mesmerized, i watch as the mirage transforms into a majestic desert kingdom, rising from the very sand beneath it. Towers of golden sandstone pierced the horizon, their intricate carvings telling stories of a rich and storied past. The kingdom stood tall and proud, bustling with vibrant markets, echoing laughter, and the melodies of traditional music.

i felt a surge of awe and wonder as i witness the kingdom's transformation. It is as if the very essence of the desert has been molded into a place of beauty, harmony, and prosperity, truly a gift from Allah himself. The sight filled my heart with hope and inspiration.

I was deeply inspared by this vision, woke up with tears of joy running down from my eyes, I could not ignore the message that had been revealed to me so i got up back to mine own to feet and rushed back to my home in adria to write about it and share it with my fellow kin.

SIGNED BY

Saahir Al-Samad

Tournament brackets will include:

Oil Wrestling

Boat Racing

Archery

Winners of each bracket will be awarded a prize and be proclaimed champion of the respective sport.

Amongst this last, the tribes’ members are delighted to celebrate the passing of authority: from Sheikh Amaar al-Habib to the newly appointed Lujain al-Jabir, whose presence and influence will mark the end of one chapter, and the opening of another chapter of history that has yet to be written. A blank sheet spread open; pen poised to mark down this next chapter in the Oasis' tumultuous history.

News spreads around the Oasis of the upcoming shift in leadership and riders are sent across the lands, bearing word of the new Emir’s annunciation and invitations to share this time of feasting and celebration. Decorations are brought from the dusty compartments and cleaned, bright colors stream with the wind, and celebratory music wafts through and covers all within the mountain region. With the rise of Emir Lujain al-Jabir, so too the people he devotedly leads are expected to rise once more.

Invitations

The Kingdom of Balian and its citizens

 The Kingdom of Haenseni-Ruska and its citizens

The Kingdom of Aaun and its citizens

The Viceroyalty of Hyspia and its citizens

The Principality of Nor’asath and its Citizens

The Fishing Guild of Almaris and its members 

The Li-Ren community and its members

Personal Invitations

Baron Gaius Rosius var Ruthern and his esteemed pedigree

Lord Kasimir Sarkozic and his esteemed pedigree

Count Jan Ivanovich and his esteemed pedigree

Counter Peter of Arkent and his esteemed pedigree

Cardinal Teodosio Tyria

Sheikh Amaar al-Habib

Lujain al-Jabir

An Answer on the Dune

Overlooking the sea he slowly tightened his grip of his spear, the words lingered in the air as dancing embers of the sparks from a stallion’s hooves against desert stone. He took the reins as he led it down the mountain’s steep slope, making his way down near the area of Qahwa, and salted cucumbers where a man reclined carving from a piece of wood. Leaving his horse, and approached forward he spoke.
 

“Sayyid, have I ever asked you for anything?” he said calmly, his spear’s tip to the sky as he watched the man closely, intensively and readly.

“None that I can think of, la.” the man stated as he continued to his carving of the dead piece of wood. His questioning went back and forth until irritating the man who sat and carved “What of the northerners and their wars?”

“Allow me to take part in their Jihad against the undead sayyid, so I may please Allah, and Honor the Bani Habib with my actions!” the boy spoke out, it had only been a week since he turned fourteen, but the merchant’s words soared in his ears of the war.
“Who will do your duties if you were to go hm?” the man asked, his attention now fully on Zubayr.

“You have sons, Amaar, Habib, Arslan, and your daughters and nieces, Me leaving will not cause any want or miss, sayyid. Send me as it will please Allah with me, and you for sending me in your place, as you are too important to fall in battle, and if I do, than it causes no issue.” Zubayr stated, his chest wide as he straightened his neck, the Slave boy’s leather bracers over his white thobe show clear the boy’s status yet determination. Little did he know his true heritage than his lowly status

“You may go..but only if you promise me this.” the man stated, his tone hushed as a few moments passed by as the boy nodded and listened to his master’s request.

“I promise.”  the boy said as he made his way to the entrance of the common majlis before clicking his tongue, his horse’s hooves thudded the sandy dirt work nearer, exposing it’s flanks which was already prepared for travel, showing the boy's intention was to go, even without his Sheikh’s permission.

Zubayr's journey was long with the trials of the shifting sands of the deep desert, following along the long hidden oasis of the bedawi before him, he rode like a storm as gusts of sand flew behind him, and walked under the starry nights. The boy’s determination was more great than his horse, as it stumbled in exhaustion, forcing the young man to a stop, setting up camp as he leaned against his horse’s side, he patted it’s side as a father to a son’s head

“Together we will achieve glory unlike the stars of the skie could ever hope for, my friend.. Our spear will reach the skies, and it shall radiat more than the brightest of stars, when we unsheath ourselves, blood spills, and cubs are fed.” he stated slowly resting his eyes only to be awoken  by a screech near the top of the dune, he made his way, stumbling in the sand, he knew of the creature before spotting him, soaring toward the boy’s arm making him topple down the dunes from surprise, flapping in it’s majesty was a white Qalasheen falcon “Farooq! How did you find me? Who let you out?” the boy started happily seeing his old friend, before stopped by lights shining in the distance…

The Kingdom of Balian. He had arrived to help in the war against the undead..

 

*Zayid ibn Utayr Al-Hamad took a few deep breaths before getting up from his seat, glanced around the empty cave while still hearing the sounds of the sandstorm happening above his head, a tear running down his cheek as he moved towards the old sheikh room, slowly opened the door and went inside, Zayid then walked towards the bookshelf grapping a empty book and took a seat at the old sheikh desk*

*the words would be written with a dark greenish inc*

"It's already been two weeks since the sandstorm struck the oasis, I pray to Allah that everyone is safe up there, and as for me my path is clear, there is no escape from this sandy grave, like the old sheikh I shall take my last breath inside the Hamad cave, I had so many plans and it does sadden me that I leave like this, never got the chance to train my kids.... watch the grow old, get married but this is life and we cannot change that soon I will join my father in Jannah, I have so many stories to tell him about my travels that I am sure he already knows. The only thing giving me company in this rotten cave is Allah and the beautiful memories he reminds me of, like the first time I met the love of my life, ahh and I remember it like it was yesterday, where I found her with an akhi of hers near a campfire place telling stories to one another and I found the courage to go speak to them both, oh she was a blessing her eyes.... her smile that could cure any sadness you might had... it was love at first sight, it was a good thing her akhi took the massage and left early letting us talk more in private, but not all stories have a good ending sadly we where ambush by bandits, I held them of while she was escaping, no one mess with the sheikh of the Banu Hamad and gets away with it, inside me I thought that those bandits ruined all the chance I had with her, but Allah saw something in us special thats why in the near future he planned something amazing but it took months for the chance to come. I am sorry to all my akhis up there that, we might not see each other again I will pray to Allah for you all to have a healthy and good life and I will be watching you from above cheering your every step, For The Sake Of Allah We Act"

*Zayid would start to tear up above the book with a few drops hitting the page, then he would rip that page out of the book and place it carefully in his pocket, before making his way towards the kitchen opening the cabin to find only a few pieces of bread and 2 bottles of water, letting out a sad sigh*

It has come to my ears that one trusted member of the Banu Hamad and the oasis has forsaken Allah.

Saalih ibn Utayr al-Hamad, my blood betrayed Allah as well as all his people... not only did he forsake Allah but abandoned his children and left the oasis without even saying the reason for such an act, the emir did forgive him for his past crimes but I will never, such acts started wars in the past and I cannot allow such man to walk freely as nothing happened.

As sheikh of the Banu Hamad, I must take action for his crimes against Allah and all the qalasheen people, so I call upon a trial to take place and cause Saalih was my blood to make these trial fair judges will be myself Zayid, Naric, and the emir Qamar, to see what punishment this traitor shall receive.

but from now Saalih is to be removed from the Banu Hamad as warriors and slaves of Allah I cannot allow a traitor to be part of such blessed branch that was filled with heroes that died for his name, and as for the house my father Utayr gave to him, it shall be given to my sister Zaina and inshallah husband of hers, and his poor children that he abandon with such cruelty I will adopt them so they can be raised well and teach them about Allah and our ways something that this traitor never did.

(the trial will take place on 20th Thursday at 4:30 est, if anyone has a problem with the time or day please tell me)

a signed with greenish inc of Zayid ibn Utayr al-Hamad will be left here 

As the desert winds calmed, the sun would rise again over the Fakhr Oasis. The marketplace was bustling with preparations. Arrangements were being made for the union of Marah al-Hattan and Murad al-Hamad. The happy couple was overjoyed about their imminent union as well as sharing this special day with Marah’s daughter, Mehreen al-Hattan.

The special day would host a traditional Qalasheen ceremony, though the reception would be a slight deviation from Qalasheen tradition, at the request of the couple. The reception would still host a feast, as well as other celebrations, but the couple requested there would be no gifts.  Invitations were sent across Almaris, with a handful of distinguished invitations sent to close friends and family. All were welcomed to attend the festivities.

[OOC: The ceremony will take place Sunday, October 10th, at 3:15 pm EST!]

OOC: The race will take place on Thursday, September 16th, at 6 PM EST. This is a BYOD event (Bring Your Own Donkey).

Thank you @Heart_Spam for planning and hosting this event!

As spring blossomed, and the heat of the desert sun strengthened, preparations were being made for a wedding in the Fakhr Oasis. The union of the Qa’id, Saalih bin Utayr al-Hamad, and Aila Osmonde Al-Hattan was a cause for great celebration. Invitations were sent out across Almaris, with a handful of distinguished invitations.

High Keeper, Dramyr Edvardsson Ruric and the Edvardsson clan

Hi Lordship, Eugeo de Astrea, Duke of Elysium, and his ducal family

Lady Amethyst Vanari and House Vanari

The Rangers of Elysium, with special invitations to The Outriders

His Lordship, Joseph d'Azor, Heir to the County of Azor, and his noble pedigree

His Royal Majesty, Heinrik II Barbanov, King of Hanseti-Ruska, and Her Royal Majesty, Annika Anastasia, and their royal pedigree 

The Honourable, Johann Barclay, Count of Reinmar, and his noble pedigree

Zhu Tianrui Ren, and the Tianrui family

The ceremony will commence as the sun sets on The Grand Harvest of SA 41. The festivities would include a traditional Badawi wedding and reception, filled with feasting, dancing, and joyous celebration. 

OOC: The wedding will take place Saturday, 9/11/21 at 9 PM EST

SCAVENGER HUNT

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Be sure to break out your thinking caps and slip on your competitive shoes, because the mind and physique alike of both the young and old will be tested during the next Qali Day of the Grand Harvest. 

A scavenger hunt is to take place, pitting teams against one another in a frantic race to solve riddles and hunt down nine items. Participants will gather in the Harir Marketplace, where participants will then be split into teams. Each team will be given a list of riddles, which must be solved and completed before the team may return with their found items to win a prize! The answer to each riddle points to an object that must be found. There will be a grand prize for the first team to complete the hunt, as well as smaller prizes for completion of the hunt. You don’t want to settle for anything less than the grand prize.

[OOC: Event will start in the Harir Marketplace at 5:30p.m. EST, Saturday, September 4.]

After an eternity has passed, the day has finally come for Thamer Al-Hadad and Zahra Al-Hattan to join together and walk the path of life together.

All friends of the Hattan and Hadad families are welcome to attend the ceremony in two months' time. The ceremony will take place in the masjid. After that, celebrations will start in the town center.

[OOC] The wedding event will be Saturday, August 21, 2021 at 5pm est in the Fahkr Oasis.

Fire Food Festival

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The Fakhr Oasis grows, and as it grows, it flourishes. Change mingles with tradition. The meeting tent and marketplace, those built to be taken down and moved at a moment’s notice, those wide, airy tents symbolic of the tribe's foundation, slowly transformed into grand sandstone buildings filled with beauty. These buildings evoke new change, a push for transformation in a way that yet recalls the tribe’s humble traditions, but as a permanent residence in the land Allah has blessed the tribe with. An ever-present reminder that what has been given, even the sturdiest foundations can also crumble away.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Falcons soar to every part of Almaris, carrying flyers to taverns, dropping them down chimneys, and sticking them in every nook and cranny accessible. The flyers depict details of a food and drink festival that will take place to commemorate the completed construction of the new Harir Marketplace and Masjid, marking the beginning of a new future in the Oasis. The festival, hosted by our very own Halwa Bakery and Waha Lounge, will have a variety of samplings of traditional foods and drinks. Music, dancing, and games seek to bring light and energy to the festival. An itinerary is attached to each flyer, listing the various activities that will be presented.

Baking Workshop

Face Painting/Henna

Animal Interactions

Water Drop

Hammer Smash

Feast

Music and Dancing

[OOC: Event will take place in the Fakhr Oasis on Saturday, August 7, at 5:30 p.m. EST]

As the radiant desert sun glistens over the Oasis waters, preparations are being made for a wondrous celebration. The union of the Na’ib al-Emir, Azzam bin Hakim Al-Hattan, and his fiancé, Majidah Vanwa is fast approaching, with much enthusiasm. 

All are invited to celebrate the union of the Azzam bin Hakim Al-Hattan, and Majidah Vanwa. The ceremony will take place on The Sun’s Smile of the year SA 35. The ceremony will commence after the sun has set. A traditional Badawi reception will take place after the ceremony, including a glorious feast, presentation of gifts, and continued celebration. There are whispers of the warriors performing a traditional Dabke to commemorate the celebration.

[OOC: The wedding will take place Sunday, August 1, at 5:30 PM EST]

As spring melts into summer and desert blooms fade, there is one blossom that does not fade - instead, it grows, strengthens, builds into a glorious glow hovering over the Oasis - the purest bloom of a marriage blessed by Allah. Excitement and anticipation for the union between two of the tribe’s beloved members, Marah Al-Hattan and Hassan ibn Khalid, flourish in the midst of the desert. 

All are invited to attend the celebration of Marah and Hassan’s union on the First Seed of the year SA 31. The ceremony will commence after the heat of the desert sun has waned. Feasting, music, and dancing will follow, to commemorate this special day.

[OOC: The wedding will take place on Friday, July 2, at 2:00 p.m. EST]

The Oasis Isles Festival

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Those in the Fakhr Oasis bustled about in preparation for this event. Banners were hung, stalls raised, foot bridges constructed, and test races run. The scents of cooking - both traditional Qalasheen dishes as well as newer treats devised especially for this occasion -  wafted through the air, coating the Oasis like a warm, welcoming blanket. Music mingled with the scents in the air, creating an altogether welcoming and joyous atmosphere truly reminiscent of the characteristics of the Fakhr Oasis and its inhabitants.

･   ｡ﾟ  ★  :   *  .  ☾   .  *   :  ☆ﾟ  .

Flyers have been carried by falcon to cities across Almaris, which detail the specifications of the event. All are invited to view and participate in the first Oasis Isles Festival in the Fakhr Oasis, to be hosted on the next Qali Day of the First Seed, SA 30. Refreshments will be provided at stalls throughout the day and visitors can expect a lively day of competitive boat racing, music, and entertainment.

･   ｡ﾟ  ★  :   *  .  ☾   .  *   :  ☆ﾟ  .

[OOC: Event will be hosted Friday, June 25, 2pm EDT/11:00am PDT/6:00pm GMT]

❂☽✵☾❂

Sheikh Hakim Bin Mutayr Al-Hattan and Zara Bint Ahmad Al-Ulamah of the Fakhr Tribe invite the following to celebrate their upcoming marriage within the tribe’s Musjid in the Oasis of the Kharasi deserts.

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Invitations to the following would be sent out especially, although every friend to the tribe is welcome.

The Sheikhs of Al-Haybah and Al-Hamad, and the Sheikha of Al-Ulamah

The Fakhr Tribesmen

HIH, Princess Wilhelmina Beatrix, Duchess of Helena and Colleagues

The Li-Ren of the Tai Ping District of Talon's Port

The Eight Precepts Guild

❂☽✵☾❂

[i] A sketch of traditional Qalasheen wedding proceedings would sit here, decorating the invitation.

❂☽✵☾❂

Signed,

Hakim Bin Mutayr Al-Hattan, Sheikh of Al-Hattan

Zara Bint Ahmad Al-Ulamah

❂☽✵☾❂

[OOC: Event will be held at 6 PM EST on Saturday the 27th of February.]

It seemingly started as those of the Fakhr tribe came back from an outing, boisterous laughter and general chatter leaving them as they'd come back to the entrance of the camp. Just up ahead, an unknown group had gathered, features much like theirs, darkened from the desert sun and wearing turbans, yet still unfamiliar. Greetings are called from those returning home but it'd seem these visitors didn't wish to talk, save to exclaim one thing. "These are our lands now, Akhi." The words accompanied by a spear landing just centimeters away from the nearest person in a clear and distinct warning.

A fight broke out, those on both sides protecting what they believe to be theirs and getting many injuries and deaths in some parts for their efforts. The invading visitors were seemingly vanquished, one captured and the injured brought back to the medical tent to be tended to but alas, that was only the beginning.

The captured enemy was questioned relentlessly, not giving any useful information, other then that there was in fact more of them. Laughter leaving them as even as blood dripped from their temple, they knew their cruel taunts would haunt the Fakhr tribes men and women.

Not days later, the enemy was broken free of their imprisonment, a tribesman killed and a tribeswoman kidnapped when she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. A daring rescue mission took place and with many injuries on both sides, the woman was saved though, she might not quite be the same again. With new information gotten, it'd be found that this problem is bigger then previously thought.

The Mahzur tribe has a mission and they have the numbers, brutal and calculated in their maneuvers. In the end, though, which tribe will prevail and rule over the lands of the Oasis?

[OOC: So, had about two events that happened with this already, figured it's about time to make a post on it. This is a long term event that will be going on, no specific times really, more just some good fun and good rp. Let's see where this takes us! Anyone is invited to join, those not of the Fakhr tribe as well. For inquires, can msg me at tadabug2000 or beautifulwatty#6584.]

[!] Three heads could be seen impaled on spikes near the Fakhr Oasis entrance, blood seeming to be dragged towards it from all corners of the Oasis. The first head appears to have been taken down, and covered in a basket nearby, the head mangled with wounds all over, it would appear a blade was plunged into the back of the skull, upon closer inspection, it would be identified as a Scholar from the tribe, his exact name unknown.
The other heads belong to visitors of the Oasis, from the looks of it, from the looks of it, their visit did not go as planned.

The Sheikhess marriage and consequent child, a beautiful girl by the name of Alinia bint Zaamil Al'Ulamah Al-Nabeel was a happy occasion. Months of celebrations even afterwards, of love found and new life coming to the tribe had taken place. Another marriage is underway, plans of it being made and rumors spreading of who next will have such a union. The happiness is cut short, though, as a series of events happened. The blessing of another marriage of the many seemingly coming is broken, tribal law being enacted in the event of such a thing happening. On the day after as the Banu Ulamah branch slowly woke up, going about their day, the heads wouldn't have been noticed yet. Naseefa Al'Ulamah was checked on first, tent clearly barricaded and no answer given. When the Sheikhess husband, Zaamil Al'Ulamah Al-Nabeel approached with news, confused and concerned as to the heads at the entrance rushing feet sounded and soon, the slamming sounds of an entrance to a tent being rammed comes.

Naseefa is alive and collapsed in her tent and as to the piked heads, visitors and guests of the tribe had been murdered, alongside one of the tribe members themselves, a member of the Banu Ulamah. With a carefully neutral tone, the Sheikhess made a declaration and thus started the wrath of the Banu Ulamah branch.

The rest of the tribe wouldn't be awake quite yet but as they'd awaken, they'd find the nearly all female branch in burkas, covered head to toe in black and forewarning calamity to come. For, you never anger women and expect to get away with it.

Hello there!

This is an event planned to be a class held within the Oasis town of the Fakhr tribe. This will be one of many in the works, designed to include both rp and ooc into it, allowing people to be engaged with what was being taught. It is open to all races but it is encouraged to bring your own items for use.

Event Checklist (Optional):

- Clay or an already made flower pot 

- Actual vase head from heads shop 

-Invite a friend ( )

[!] Flyers have gone out across the Oasis town, also being passed out by the merchants that come and go through the area, depictions of pottery wheels on it and various vases of Qalasheen make.

Salaam,

The Banu-Ulamah are looking to host a class on the art of pottery. When learning, one can choose to bring their own supplies or we can provide it, though keep in mind if it’s provided, we keep the final product. This will be the first of many classes taught and those of all races are welcome.

Sayiddah,

Sheikha Esmae bint Saqr Al-Ulamah Al-Shakir Al-Nabeel. 

[Coords to the Oasis: X -449 | Y 78 | Z 3575, behind South hub and down the road, will be held Tuesday, January 26th, 6pm EST]

You are hereby invited to the wedding of Elmirah and Sheikha Esmae bint Saqr Al’Ulamah Al-Nabeel and Zaamil Bin Abdul Al’Ulamah Al-Shakir held within the Kharasi deserts at the Oasis town of the Fakhr tribe. The wedding will be held traditionally within the Musjid and proper coverage is encouraged due to the desert heat.

The invite is sent out overall but a few specific people have it arrive directly to their mailbox.

The Al-Nabeel family, royalty of the former Sultanate,

The Fakhr Tribe, family and ancestors alike,

Her Imperial Highness Princess Wilhelmina Beatrix, The Duchess of Helena and colleagues,

Li Xiuying and her brother, Li Xiahong, of the Li-Ren Culture and friends,

The Brashton family, loyal family friends,

The Sanguine family, scholars alike in many ways,

And

Kayin, a old and dear friend and of the Kalamesh

Signed,

Sayyidah, Esmae bint Saqr Al-Ulamah Al-Nabeel and Zaamil Bin Abdul Al-Ulamah Al-Shakir.