Inayla bint Siraj al-Faris

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Character Name: Inayla Bint Siraj Ibn Omar al-Faris

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Birthdate: April 9th, 1407

City / Region: Zahran, Rohari

House [ Birth, Marriage if applicable]: Al- Faris



Played by: Haifa Wehbe

Appearance: Inayla stands at a average height of  5' 6". She has the tawny skin and  jet black hair of the Rohari people. Her eyes are green with flecks of blue in them and stand out in stark contrast against her dark coloring. She accentuates her skin and eyes by wearing pinks and purples. Her garments are made of fine silks and  cottons, to keep cool in the heat of the desert, she has them tailored to appropriately fit her ample curves. She can normally be seen wearing necklaces and earrings made of silver in her everyday. She walks around in sandals and flats, or bare feet  if she's in The Den. Inayla keeps her eyes rimmed in kohl daily.

Specific Skills or Abilities: Adept Mathematician, Management, and Trade Negotiator

Personality:
Intelligent- She is very good at sums and figures.

Observant- She can easily assess a situation and figure out the best course of action.

Proud- She is a very proud woman. Proud of her family and their way of life. They have tamed the desert sands, what is there not to be proud of?

Orderly- Everything has a place in her world. From her earrings and where she sets a pencil to her values, everything is prioritized and in a logical place based on the situation.

 Logical- Everything she does is based on logical thinking. If she speaks she speaks for a reason, she will say what she means to say exactly the way she means to say it.

Strong- Being so far away from her family has taught Inayla to be stronger them most women. She is not one to cry or give into bouts of anger. If she does cry, it is by herself so no one will see her in her time of weakness.

Helpful- She enjoys helping people. This is sometimes a problem, for she sometimes doesn't know when to let the problem go.

Faithful:Inayla finds solace in her faith and is a devout believer in The Two.


Background: Inayla, as the eldest daughter, was from birth taught to run a household. At the knee of her mother she learned by watching. Upon the age of 5 she was given tutors to teach her the ways of  the Rohari and the skills she would need as a woman. At age six, it was made clear that she would be a credit to her family being gifted in mathematics, time and household management, and her religious studies. Her mother made sure if one tutor could no longer teach her another would take it's place.

Life for Inayla changed when she found she would be going to the Fox's Den. At 16 she found that it would not be so bad and found  steadfast friend in The Caliph's eldest daughter,  Sabriyah. They have stayed close while she has been a  guest of  the al- Khalid's. She enjoys learning to dance, from Sabriyah.

Now she is a good dancer, although nothing compared to Sabriyah. She attends worship daily. She also has big plans for her future including that of becoming the Caliph's bride.



Writing Sample:
Alexa understood the feeling, she'd never been alone with a man. Especially one as handsome as, Berto. Well, except her male family and tutors, but that didn't count. Her tongue ran over her rose colored lips. She took in a deep breath, ample breasts pushing against the confining fabric of her corset. She smiled and told him with a wink, "I promise, only I will call you Berto."

"So, Berto, what are your favored topics of discussion?" she asked her happy nervousness coming back to her. She wondered if he might kiss her. She'd never been kissed before, none of her would be suitors had ever been given the opportunity. Honestly she'd never wanted them to. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him. If his lips were as firm as they looked. She shouldn't though, they hardly knew each other. She looked away from him a moment, blushing and hoping that her wayward thoughts didn't show.

She giggled at his admission to nervousness. Placing her free hand gently on his arm she turned back to face him, a light blush still staining her cheeks, " I am a bit nervous too, but not in a bad way." She gave pause trying to gather her words. "I am enjoying our time alone. It is new and exciting for me to be alone with a handsome man." While she admitted this her blush grew, staining her high cheeks bright pink. She bit her full bottom lip, hoping she hadn't divulged too much.