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Sounds of takbirs are heard from Addnan's house upon reading this!

Reading noises (anytime habibi!)

Tahir Prepares his donkeys for the caravan's journey, loading up his merchandise and the road supplies, ready to make some money.

Shihab Al-Bahaar closed and sealed his doors and windows as he saw the sandstorm approaching the oasis. Snatching his kids from the playgrounds and picked up his wife [ @Generi ] as he ran back towards his house, entering the only door he did not seal, leaving it open for those who wish to take shelter in his house, seeing that none has entered the house he sealed it, not knowing it would be a long time for it to be opened again. He smiled to his kids assuring them that its all going to be alright. Soon after putting his kids to sleep, he called his wife to follow him as he headed down the stairs to the basement / storage-room, Upon opening the door his wife would see what Shihab has stored, a variety of food and drinks, from dates to wheat. Barrels of water, juice, even alcohol for some reason was found there. He smile to his wife as he held her hands assuring her that his habit of storing has now showed its usefulness. Shihab has started the lockout with his family, rationing their food. Praying that the calamity would stop soon.

Dang. That was true in so many ways

Shukran akhi for the amazing educational post!! And for all muslims who will be starting fasting in few i wish you a blessed ramadan ya habibis!!

Azzam happy noises~

Im late, but i will still ask. Am i your favorite? @Generi

Bruno awaits the classes with great interest!

Shihab started tap dancing his way with his tools to the area behind the Majlis, starting to build the venue for his and his beloved Zaina's wedding night. He started humming as he walked there. Quite the happy man he is now.

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶 Song [!] The Sun shines over the great golden dunes of the Kharasi desert and a cold breeze comforts those walking upon it. [!]A letter of invitation is given to you by a Qalasheen child “You are Hereby invited to the union of Shihab Al-Bahaar and Zaina Bint Utayr Al-Hamad “ The union will be held at Masjid Al-Bidayyah within the Great Kharasi Sultanate. Feast and service will be held within the Sultani Majlis. Special Invitations: The Sultan of The Kharasi Sultanate Qamar Al-Nabeel and the Nabeel family @NestroPapaya The Sheikh of the Hamads and the Hamad’s tribe @Chrisoulis777 The Sheikh of the Hattans and the Hattan’s tribe @AquaticWolf The Sheikh of the Zarkan and the Zarkan’s tribe @ibraheemc2000 Foreign invitations :- The Duke of Elysium, his subjects and the entire kingdom of Elysium. @Suicidium The Zhu of The Jade state of Yong Ping and the entire state of Yong Ping. @Rapture The Ferrymen company. @Masouri

Shihab Doesn't want to share his Shawarmas!

Shihab is concerned. . .. .

Shihab is concerned!

Lancelot Hover would be cleaning the floors happily as he heard the news of his closest thing to family members are getting married!

Azzam Bin Hakim Al-Hattan can rest in peace knowing his people in good hands. A glorious Parrot indeed!

*Dies out of sadness*

Azzam Bin Hakim Al-Hattan [!]On a breezy night , a man who was known to be the future of the Qalasheens, successor of the Protector of Farfolks woke up before dawn, heading to perform his religious duties as a slave to Allah, to pray to him before dawn. He washed up and wore his modest perfumed clothes to walk out, Not before glancing at the empty room of his child and the royal bed he’s sleeping on alone. Remembering the incident that caused him to lose his newly formed family. Azzam shook his head off and mumbled a few prayers to Allah as he headed out towards the Masjid or was most famously known as Masjid Al-bidayaah [The mosque of Beginning]. As he walked out of his palace really early before a prayer as he usually does, he shortened his steps and observed Allah’s creation as he walked, enjoying the cold breeze of night. He reaches the Harir’s market center. Pausing his march to take a glimpse of what he and many men who he loved as brothers built, inhaling largely. His sister's bakery who he was kicked out of many times. His dear Friend and the man he sees as his third brother’s Lounge. His late uncle and aunt's silk shop. His late brother-in-law's general shop and the man who almost controlled the trade of the Oasis. he chuckled a bit, remembering the chaos that always occurs within this lively place, wondering what will happen after everyone wakes up, eventually to perform their prayers. Azzam removed his shoes as he walked through the archway of the Masjid, sighing with a faint smile at the notes about “Kaffir books” loving how strict his people are when it comes to Allah. As he walks on top of the silky handmade carpet of the Masjid he stops for a moment looking uptop at the dome his father Nagged him to build when they start the constructing of the Masjid, chuckling slightly as he shook his head, walking forward to the spot behind the Imam. His arms rose till his hands reached the level of his ears, As he unknowingly performed his last Takbirah. . . he smiled as he thanked Allah of the life he lived, the people he cared for, and how they cared for him, Forgiving those who has done him wrong and Misunderstood his intentions. He performed the first Rak’ah of his prayer and as he reached the part to lower himself, he did, not knowing he performed his last movement in this world. Azzam lowered himself in front of Allah, his body did not rise, but his soul was pulled away, In shaa Allah to Jannah. [!] Azzam Bin Hakim Al-Hattan died while doing the Masjid prayer, all alone, but not quite, his Allah was with him. . . and hopefully Allah loved him so much that he wished for him to be closer to him. OOC: I have tons of fun playing him. The time i had with him was amazing. he made me meet the community i am currently with and i am thankful that i did meet them. Truly blessed to have spent the time with you guys!. Yall know yourselves. <3

Azzam bin Hakim Al-Hattan wipes his forehead off sweat with his new costume made Dunes towel, as he looks at the aging and overpaid team of Vigilants suffer a great loss by his hands and his amazing teammates

"We lost, but it was a great match nonetheless!" Azzam shouted as he handshakes his opponents after the match

So long partner, despite not playing much with ya, but i truly enjoyed every last bit of rp i did with you, you are an amazing person, and it was truly a pleasure. have a good life habibi. farewell.

Azzam bin Hakim Al-Hattan prepares to hide the stuff for players to look for, an evil smirk formed on his face "HE HE HE, they'll never find those. . ." he chuckled in a devilish way as he was confidant

reserved

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Azzam Bin Hakim Al-Hattan sat within the Majlis as he read through the papers regarding worldly news, he then was presented the invitation by his servant Faisal. He took it and opened it using a small letter knife "Hm. . . . Our friends are inviting us to a celebration. . ." he hummed as he read the invitation, then smiled upon finishing it, he placed the note next to him before shouting through his window to call his tribesmen "give the horses extra hay!, we shall depart on soon to meet our friends in the new Jade city of Yong Ping!" he stated with laughter, excited to meet his old friends.