[center][h1][i][u]Khayriyya al-Mukarramah[/u][/i][/h1] [h2][color=LightSalmon][i][u]a.k.a Sahara[/u][/i][/color][/h2] [img]http://arabic-media.com/media/images/2013/people/most-beautiful-women-in-the-world-12.jpg[/img] [i][u]"My eyes itch."[/u][/i] [i][u]Area of Operation[/u][/i] Middle East (before RP start) [i][u]Age[/u][/i] 22 [i][u]Height & Weight[/u][/i] 5'11"; 141 lbs [i][u]Gender[/u][/i] Female [i][u]Superpowers[/u][/i][/center] [list] [*][i][u]Sand Manipulation[/u][/i] Sahara has the ability to shape and move about sand, or any other particle within the same size range, provided that it is in her immediate environment. [*][i][u]Survival Skills[/u][/i] Sahara can go days without food or water, which can prove helpful should she ever travel through her treacherous namesake or other environments. [/list] [center][i][u]Skills/Talents[/u][/i][/center] [list] [*][i][u]Full Comprehension of Arabic[/u][/i] Sahara can completely understand the Arabic language, seeing as it was her first language. [*][i][u]Gymnastics and Acrobatics[/u][/i] Sahara is a rather agile person, being able to pull off splits, flips, cartwheels, and other feats with relative ease. [/list] [center][i][u]Equipment[/u][/i][/center] [list] [*][i][u]Armor/Outfit[/u][/i] Sahara's metallic armor consists of a breast plate, leg armor, boots, and gauntlets. She accents her armor with bits of red cloth hanging here and there. Sahara also wears a red scarf to hide her mouth & nose. [hider=Sahara's Armor] [center][img]https://thespectatorial.files.wordpress.com/2014/02/b.jpg[/img] Minus the sword and shield. Plus the scarf.[/center][/hider] [/list] [center][i][u]Weaknesses[/u][/i][/center] [list] [*][i][u]Limitations[/u][/i] [indent][list] [*]Sahara can only manipulate sand provided that it is found in her environment. She can not create sand out of thin air (or not at her current ability level at least). [*]Against fire-based Caught, any sand she uses could be burned into glass. [*]Water can make sand heavier and denser, thus harder to manipulate. [/list][/indent][/list] [center][i][u]Psyche[/u][/i] Khayriyya is a calm tempered woman who does not get annoyed easily. But when she gets pissed off, she is [b]pissed off[/b]. Once that happens, just pray that your eyes don't shrivel up & your lungs don't fill up with the tons of sand she will blast in your direction. If she wants you dead, she will stop at nothing to make sure that happens. Otherwise, when she isn't covering a city in sand because one guy stepped on her boots, she can be absolutely delightful. [i][u]History[/u][/i] It was a warm March day in Mecca 22 years and 3 months ago when an ill mother was compelled to give birth 2 weeks early to a most beautiful daughter, whom she dubbed, "Khayriyya." It wasn't long after when she unfortunately passed away due to complications from labor. Young Khayriyya had to spend an entire childhood with a guardian of the opposite gender, without ever meeting the one who brought her upon this world. Her childhood was typical honestly. She went to school; made friends; graduated; the usual. Her father also signed her up for gymnastics classes, because why not? (Turns out it would come in handy years later.) Her parents, for whatever reason unknown, were atheist, and so, unlike most other children in Saudi Arabia, Khayriyya was not affected by Muslim gods and the such. Nothing else really happened until a few weeks before her 20th birthday just over three years ago. Her father decided to take her and some close family members on a sightseeing tour in the nearby desert area. Everything went well. Then the rain came. A white rain, resembling skim milk. Keep in mind that this was in the middle of a desert, a.k.a. somewhere that does not receive much, if any, rain at all. Everyone seemed to be unaffected, and so the day continued as planned. Two years later, Khayriyya was yet again on another tour in the same desert when disaster struck. One of the vehicles malfunctioned, and it sped up. It drove at full throttle in Khayriyya's direction. (It was a rather large truck.) There was no way she could dodge it. No one could do anything about it. She thought this was it. Khayriyya let out a loud shriek. Then, she realized she was still alive. Everyone was in shock. The truck was in the midst of an enormous pillar of sand. She realized what the strange white rain did to her. Two years later, her life changed. She ran away. Khayriyya, with nothing but a scarf, fled to her great-grandmother's home, where she stole a set of armor, and continued on her journey to wherever. Having realized her powers, she decided to use it for good. And thus, she became, "Sahara."[/center]