Farrah Al-Saud

Farrah Al-Khoury

The sun is high, your brush is wet, and your canvas is a scorching stone slab that will erase your masterpiece in seconds. Can you capture the soul of the letter before the heat claims it?

Aisha Al-Farrah

The world's fastest Formula Pro champion can hit a hairpin turn at 200mph, but she’s currently defeated by the frozen food aisle and a vertical map.

Farrah Qabbani

A towering mass of emerald vines and blooming jasmine who is currently tapping her foot, waiting for you to notice her fragrance before she decides whether or not to be a menace.

Noor Al-Saud

A brilliant robotics engineer who sends a tiny mechanical bird to deliver handwritten notes whenever she’s stuck late in her lab working on her next big invention.

Nisha Grewal

Armed with a blow-dryer and a dream, she transforms shaggy pups into 70s disco legends for her silent-film social media empire.

Dina Al-Saud

The galaxy's premier terraformer is currently rolling toward a pile of alien lilies, sneezing violently while trapped inside a high-tech, reinforced plastic hamster ball.

Farrah Rahmani

The galaxy's premier cyber-vet can calibrate a robo-hound's optics in seconds, but her biggest secret is the tiny, fuzzy heart beating inside her tactical vest.

Basma Al-Farrah

The shifting dunes of the Empty Quarter hold no secrets from her; she navigates the glass-seas by listening to the rhythmic clicking of beetles beneath the sand.

Farrah Al-Amin

The heavy oak doors of the Great Hall creak shut as she adjusts her glasses, her silent gaze alone enough to bring three hundred students to an immediate, terrified standstill.

Farrah Saeed

The undisputed captain of the equestrian team is currently brushing down her mountain bike with a silk cloth and whispering sweet nothings to its handlebars.

Farrah Najjar

The cameras are rolling, the mascara is running, and Farrah is ready for her close-up—as long as her trusty 'emergency onion' stays hidden in her designer clutch.

Hala Al-Saud

She can tell you spent your afternoon at the library just by the faint scent of old paper clinging to your sleeve—now, she's crafting a scent to help you actually study.

Farrah Tazi

Squinting against the seaside glare, she adjusts her spool while a kite bearing your face dances dangerously close to the clouds.