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Anwar would be sitting in Santegia smiling remembering his old friends Ashur and khalid, and how they use to sing songs of haria and its nation, he would then smile puling out an Oud and begin playing one of his favorite songs from them with a tear falling from his eye. Oh Habibi "Oh, I come from Al-Khaleed, with my Oud on my knee. I'm goin' to Santegia My true love for to see. Oh! habibi, now don't you cry for me. For I come from Al-Khaleed, with my Oud on my knee. It rained all night the day I left; The weather was so dry. The sun so hot I froze to death. habibi don't you cry. Oh! habibi, now don't you cry for me. For I come from Al-Khaleed, with my Oud on my knee. I had a dream the other night When everything was still; I thought I saw habibi, A-comin' down the hill. Oh! habibi, now don't you cry for me. For I come from Al-Khaleed, with my Oud on my knee. A baklava was in her mouth; A tear was in her eye. I said, "I come from Haria; habibi, don't you cry!" Oh! habibi, now don't you cry for me. For I come from Al-Khaleed, with my Oud on my knee."

(please refrain from using memes it is a rp post i want rp comment not jokes thx u <3 )

Declaration of the year of Jihad! 9th of The Amber Cold, 1645 Caravan Marching out of Santegia Auda Kharadeen would frown meeting the crowds face “Oh my people! We have all met the aggression towards us and our faith but do not let this discourage you for Allah surely rewards those who are steadfast, Oh my People we have wandered the world and seen much injustice and much suffering! We will do as our Holy Book instructs us to do! I call on all mumineen to rise up! I call on you to Jihad against the Injustice of the world but not by the sword but by kindness and Zakat! I call on every City and town from rather Sutica to Warkawks from Warhawks to Renatus from Renatus to Marna to Open your eyes and look to the streets, I call on all of us to give Zakat to the poor, to house Orphans, to do fair business in the markets. Oh people is does not matter your skin color nor your race or your gender for we have been given a duty from Allah to take care of ourselves and help others in need! I want us all to begin setting up Orphanages like the one in Belvitz for we indeed need more people like them! I want us All to set up charity runs like the Musjid Al-Nur has done here in Santegia! I know that the Pontiff and I can agree to this that we must be the guardians of the poor and unfortunate and to stop oppression against the people! Oh my People now is the time to rise up and show your neighbors and family the meaning of faith in Allah! This is the year of Charity! This is the year of giving! With is the year of Jihad! This is the year of Forgiveness! Oh my People let it be know to that those who were in the Qali Spring and revolted against House Kharadeen that They are forgiven for the crime but not forgotten, Oh my people we all have heard the Attacks of terrorist against the mumineen of the Imam Rashidon, Such as the ones stab in the Alleyway or the ones killed on the road, or the ones who were tortured and suffered in a cell from those who call them heretics. Oh my people I do not ask you to forget but forgive and remember Allah said in the Holy book that we are allowed to defend ourselves when being attack by the sword. Therefore I call on all races or faith to come join the Janissary corp to help defend the Oppressed and to help secure the Charity runs from Bandits of the road we will be going not just Santegia but to Heanse, Sutica, Warhawks, Renatus, Marna and many more! Let it be known that the Kadarsi Tribe stands Against the oppression Will you stand up with us? I ask all of the Nation Leaders to send Letters to me if they Indeed support me in our Jihad. Oh my people prepare the caravans , prepare the Zakat, prepare for Allah mercy for we all are now in this holy quest! Yellah prepare!” Auda would smile finishing as he sees people running to the house and preparing the caravan and Charity runs, he would then place in the same Speech in letters and send birds off to every nation leader. At the end of each letter will say ‘Do you support us?’ with the kadarsi tribe sigil mark place on each letter. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC I hope you all enjoy the post and join me and my tribe in our quest to rid the world of toxic and hideous rp that involves around banditry and others, I hope you all have a bunch of rp fun and enjoy.

Format for Youth IGN: Abdullah [future fam last name I guess] AGE: 10 RACE: Farfolk GENDER: Male REASON FOR JOINING US: Need a fam

Auda Kharadeen would nod at the poster, "Seems reasonable i guess, Well lets go visit Saeed Inshallah we have some good news while I was away." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (hey good post, needs fixing tho. but only one prob which im sure forum moderate can agree... since fuckin when did it got to the point we have to bash one another with rp COMMENTS, it kinda point less and just shows your cancerous and toxic as ****... if you really want to prove one another who better rp it but ON lotc not here, i mean its a god damn recruit post not a toxic battle.... over all its a good post just need to be unhighlighted and it will be fine. PS: whoever started this toxic battle needs to mature and not make me cringe at the sight of it please thx u.)

(when u begin to wonder if anyone really liked amin instead of arguing in his death post..........)

The hour has come 7th of Snow Maiden, 1645 Upon Amin Al-Sham final hours surrounded by friends and family he would struggle breathing, “His fever is getting worse, where is the clerics?” Ibraheem would ask as he place a damp cloth on Amin head “I don't know they should be here by now.” Johnathan would say looking out of the window with haste, Saeed would be sitting by Amin side praying to Allah making duas and Louis pacing back and forth Johnathan would place his hand on Ibraheem Shoulder “You gave him all you can friend.” ibraheem would shake his head “I refuse to believe this.” Amin would finally wake up seeing his friend and family around him he faintly smiled “Amu Amin please drink you haven't drank anything for days.” Ibraheem would hold the cup of water near him but Amin would slowly move it away “La Ibraheem La, you know as well as I do that Allah is waiting for me.” Amin would spoke quietly, a tear would fall from Ibraheem face “Oh my companions please forgive me of any sins I have made for I do not wish to stand before Allah punished for them.” Amin says in a wasper voice “We have already forgiven you my friend.” Louis would frown, “Then send me your blessings for I will go soon from this world to the nexts.” Amin would cough this time more harsh. The group silently glance at one another before suddenly hearing Amin spoke with his index finger point up “From Allah we were created and to him we return.” Amin would say as his voice slowly fades away, his hand collapse down unto the bed, Saeed would begin sobbing for his closest friend, As Amin slowly fades away he begins to smile he will never forget the time when Yusef and Saalih taken him in after he lost his family to the storm, never will he forget the duty when the sultan bestowed to him the Judge of Haria, never will he forget Saeed who stood by him since he was six, the hunts he done or the friends he has made through his journey, the time when he open his bakery or the time when he taken the horse Wafa back home and raise him, he would never forget when he fought alongside in defense for Haria in the war of undead, he will always remember Faiz Kharadeen, Arlen Kharadeen, Fakhri Kharadeen or the lands of Haria and the pain to leave it behind in Axios, and the times of hardship he endured or the insults that was given to him, and he will always remember the promise of the second Caliphate and how he yearn for its return. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [OOC] Hey guys its me, I have been playing this char for so long I started him him up since he was young till he was very old, Im glad to have done many and fun rp with this char and I believe its just time for him to go, he was always a fun rp experience, I mainly decided that it was his time because of the really depressing time when I had to close down the bakery due to nexus was no longer available and no one was no longer interested coming to the bakery, although I met many people who gave me such a hard time during this I still had some fun, it was very difficult that it got to the point I didn't know what I wanted to do with the char anymore he was getting old and I realise I started to meme him a bit which sadden me very much that it got to that point. It was very sad when Haria wasn't a country anymore and all the hard work was for nothing but I guess you guys would understand that I was indeed a die hard Harian. He will always be remembered and I hope you guys had a fun time enjoying rp with him while he was alive.

Accepted, report to Auda Kharadeen for assignment

Auda would tear up as he hears of the death, "Inshallah we will all meet one day my friend." ---------------------------------------------------- Ashur Ibn Mahmoud would smile as he welcomes him to the jihady club "May i suggest the two lady in the back, I told you that we are promise Hor Al-Ayn." he chuckle patting him on the back

Subhanallah!" Amin Al-Sham would shout smiling now helping making copy to be available at the Musjid Noor ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Auda Kharadeen would continue to read the holy book with great pleasure

Far Far Away a little qali boy wake up from a dream "Mommy Mommy i Had a dream that daddy was fighting Kaffirs and place the flag of the Caliphate on every Kaffir walls and reestablish the rule of the Caliph and everyone converted to Imam Rashidon and and-" the child was stop "Shhh my child dont let Renatus hear you! other wise your father wont be able to do such." the mother smile "yes mommy." the child says

(sounds cool tbh sound very much like it has gauls and other nordic and barbic culture like in roman history, im hype to rp with them wish u guys luck.)

sound awsome +1

Ashur ibn Mahmoud would stop the Pontiff from entering through the gate at Seven Skie, "No No No No No No You see this sign? Jihadys only fucker you no fuckin jihady you died in your bed instead of Fighting in Allah name, shaking my head go back to what ever the nether you came from this gates mine *****". he says going back to the Awesome amazing jihady club and would still curse on about the crab that cut him in half( that a jk igame ashur welcome him in.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amin would morn for his good friend who died and pray two rakat for him.

"Farfolks are elfs?" Amin would start Laughing his ass off "Well seems like we can still have a good laugh." he grins not taking it seriously -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Auda Kharadeen would Finnish the letter "Racist little *******, we will follow the Book of Allah when You try to kick my people from our homes, For Allah is on our side and it seems you have begin following Shaitan the one who is promise the nether, and I will be happy to send you there Quickly with Haste." Auda toss the note to the ground going to see Grand Imam

I play as a farfolk char never once played another race, people know me and my bro as a hard and die harian. as in what i play in diff games i play Attila Total war, Napoleon total war, mineman, robloxs with my nephew, mbw, planet annihilation, and skyrim elder scroll etc etc. as in who i am adam but others call me 2kbro or commonly "filthy jihadist" and no im not jk. so hows life going for u bud?

Hey i dont know you and maybe we can be friends btw to ur question BOTH! there is no denie on that

"**** i forgot the marshmallows." says qali man "Oh wait here it is." he says now smiling