Ibrahim ibn Ahmad studied to become a Sufi at a very young age. His master saw greatness in the boy, and together they traveled all over Morocco and even into Algeria, and Egypt. Ibrahim was like a sponge, and absorbed all his master could teach, including sword dancing. When Ibrahim was twenty he and his master were attacked by strange garbed bandits while traveling back to Morocco from Egypt. His master was able to wound several of the bandits using the sword dancing technique of his brotherhood. Unfortunately, the two Sufi were greatly outnumbered, and Ibrahim’s master was mortally wounded.

The two sufis fled into the Atlas Mountains where Ibrahim buried his master in a cairn, next to a hidden spring. Before he died Ibrahim’s master gave him his only real possessions, a pair of nimca’s.

Ibrahim stayed in the area of the hidden spring for the next twenty years practicing sword dancing, and studying sufism as an anchorite. Fortunately the spring provided water, and over the years Ibrahim found he needed he needed to eat less and less.

When Ibrahim returned to the civilized world he was astounded by all the changes. As he traveled he begged for food, and any money that fell in his bowl, he would give to others who were poor.

In one town he came across a mullah speaking to a crowd. He was extolling the people to let him know about any mystical artifacts saying that he would take them and destroy them because they were things of Shaitan. Ibrahim ignored the man as much as he could begging among the crowd. Little did he know that the mullah was actually Omar al-Rajastani, the super-villain leader of Fatwa known as Imam.

By poor luck, Imam caught sight of his nimca. Instantly Imam knew that the blades were mystical in nature and he wanted them. Imam was able to incite the crowd against Ibrahim, and the Sufi was forced to flee.

Ibrahim again returned to the Atlas Mountains sure that Imam would pursue him. In this he was mistaken. Soon several members of Fatwa were on his trail. Ibrahim led them on a merry chase through the mountains until they were completely lost.

Ibrahim returned again to his hideaway in the mountains to contemplate and pray for guidance. It finally came to him after a week of fasting. He would return to the world of men, and revel to his fellow men the charlatans among them.

Before Ibrahim knew what was happening he was fighting against forces he didn’t understand. The name Sons of Set was often spoken in back alley’s and Ibrahim came to realize that the Sons of Set were responsible for the death of his master. What had started out as a simple quest had taken on a new meaning. Calling himself El-Saif Rakkas of the Sword Dancer, Ibrahim would strike back at the world that was quickly heading for destruction and madness.Ibrahim ibn Ahmad studied to become a Sufi at a very young age. His master saw greatness in the boy, and together they traveled all over Morocco and even into Algeria, and Egypt. When Ibrahim was twenty he and his master were attacked by strange garbed bandits while traveling back to Morocco from Egypt. His master was able to wound several of the bandits using the sword dancing technique of his brotherhood. Unfortunately, the two Sufi were greatly outnumbered, and Ibrahim’s master was mortally wounded.

The two sufis fled into the Atlas Mountains where Ibrahim buried his master in a cairn, next to a hidden spring. Before he died Ibrahim’s master gave him his only real possessions, a pair of nimca’s.

Ibrahim stayed in the area of the hidden spring for the next twenty years practicing sword dancing, and studying sufism as an anchorite. Fortunately the spring provided water, and over the years Ibrahim found he needed he needed to eat less and less.

When Ibrahim returned to the civilized world he was astounded by all the changes. As he traveled he begged for food, and any money that fell in his bowl, he would give to others who were poor.

In one town he came across a mullah speaking to a crowd. He was extolling the people to let him know about any mystical artifacts saying that he would take them and destroy them because they were things of Shaitan. Ibrahim ignored the man as much as he could begging among the crowd. Little did he know that the mullah was actually Omar al-Rajastani, the super-villain leader of Fatwa known as Imam.

By poor luck, Imam caught sight of his nimca. Instantly Imam knew that the blades were mystical in nature and he wanted them. Imam was able to incite the crowd against Ibrahim, and the Sufi was forced to flee.

Ibrahim again returned to the Atlas Mountains sure that Imam would pursue him. In this he was mistaken. Soon several members of Fatwa were on his trail. Ibrahim led them on a merry chase through the mountains until they were completely lost.

Ibrahim returned again to his hideaway in the mountains to contemplate and pray for guidance. It finally came to him after a week of fasting. He would return to the world of men, and revel to his fellow men the charlatans among them.

Before Ibrahim knew what was happening he was fighting against forces he didn’t understand. The name Sons of Set was often spoken in back alley’s and Ibrahim came to realize that the Sons of Set were responsible for the death of his master. What had started out as a simple quest had taken on a new meaning. Calling himself El-Saif Rakkas of the Sword Dancer, Ibrahim would strike back at the world that was quickly heading for destruction and madness.

Ibrahim is a very devout Muslim, and even more so because of being a Sufi. He’s bound by an oath of poverty so keeps few material possessions. However, beyond that Ibrahim is a seeker of self-awareness, and thinks little of the real world.

Ibrahim has been alone for a good part of his life. Even when he was studying under his master, the two rarely mingled with others. Since the death of his master, Ibrahim has spent even more time by himself. He’s uncomfortable around most people, choosing instead to contemplate Allah on his own.

Like most Sufi, Ibrahim likes to make himself appear to be mysterious. Most people rarely understand what he’s talking about.

"I searched for Allah and I only found myself. I searched for myself and only found Allah."

Ibrahim is a master swordsman, of a unique style known only to him. He carries a pair of nimcha, which are a Moroccan type of scimitar. Ibrahim can cause the blades to practically blur; he’s so fast with them. Anyone getting too close to him could be easily cut. Armor has proven to be no obstacle to his fighting style. Ibrahim is so fast that he can strike a foe five times before they can react. Most foes cannot stand up to his sword Ibrahim is a master swordsman, of a unique style known only to him. One of his more obscure techniques is to instantly appear and then disappear right before the eyes of his foes.

He carries a pair of nimcha, which are a Moroccan type of scimitar. Ibrahim can cause the blades to practically blur; he’s so fast with them. Anyone getting too close to him could be easily cut. Armor has proven to be no obstacle to his fighting style. Ibrahim is so fast that he can strike a foe five times before they can react. Most foes cannot stand up to his swords. Ibrahim has been known to knock bullets out of the sky with his swords. In addition to his swords, Ibrahim wears voluminous robes. Most attacks against him cut into his robes, and not Ibrahim.

Ibrahim’s life has been dedicated to discovering Allah, as such material things mean little to him. He rarely has to eat much anymore, and for a man in his sixties he’s extremely fit. The heat of the desert and the cold of the mountains don’t affect him in the least.

Ibrahim is a slight man who has been tanned so long from a lifetime in the wilds of the Atlas Mountains that his skin looks like leather. Whatever hair he might've had on his head has long since fallen out. Fortunately Ibrahim still has all his teeth. For a man in his sixties, he's still rather spry.

Ibrahim wears voluminous robes that are made from a patchwork of materials, so parts are a light brown to a dark brown. Similarily Ibrahim wears a long winding turban with a veil that he wraps around his face to keep out dust. Overall, Ibrahim looks like a begger, which in a way he is. However, his nimcha, which are similar to a scimitar except they're slightly more straighter, are obviously of extreme value, and flash brightly in the light. However, woe to anyone who would seek to take them from Ibrahim. The sufi has a pair of these blades, and seems to be able to secret them on his person.