<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Shani Lamit</span></span></div><div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/255/1/b/sketch_xxiii_by_charlie_bowater-d6lzqaz.jpg)</div><br/>Class: Oracle<br/>Race: Lesser Aasimar<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sheet</span> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1078422)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Background</div><div class="spoiler_body">Shani was born into a middle-class human family, their third child and only girl.  From the moment of her conception, her mother knew that the child was different, somehow special.  She was never plagued with morning sickness, or the typical aches and pains that accompanied pregnancy, in fact the nine months passed like a dream.  The child was born at noon on the summer solstice with a birth that passed swiftly and with little to no pain for her mother.  As she took her first breaths, light from the nearby window fell upon her, illuminating her with the golden rays of Pelor.  Her first laugh rang through the room, and everyone present knew the child was blessed by the gods.<br/><br/>Shani was a delightful baby, sleeping well and never showing any signs of fussiness.  As she grew up, she only grew more lovely and more beloved, her sweet nature and curious mind bringing joy to those around her.  Of course, she was far from perfect.  She often fought with her siblings, and her innate sense of justice sometimes got her into trouble with adults.  There were more than a few instances when she was disciplined for talking back to teachers or other adults whose rules she disagreed with.  For all her goodness, she was a stubborn thing, and no amount of punishment could change her mind about what she believed was right.<br/><br/>That stubborn streak didn't fade as she grew older, and began to develop her divine powers.  Though, after she accidently set her parent's barn on fire in a fit of teenage wrath, she took steps to control her temper.  She still refused to back down from a fight when she felt she was fighting on the side of justice, but she learned to control her gifts and only use them in certain situations.<br/><br/>The call for warriors from the Lady of the Faith came at the most opportune time.  Shani's father had only recently died, and her mother was living with her brother and his wife.  Shani no longer had a reason to remain at home, and she could finally allow herself to give in to her natural wanderlust.  The idea of venturing forth to fight against evil in the name of protecting the innocent greatly appealed to her.  She wanted to see what lay beyond the boundaries of the city she'd grown up in.  To meet new people, explore and learn all she could about the world.  Her devotion to Pelor, Dol Arrah and Arawai encouraged her to seek the light of new discovery and protect those who could not defend themselves.  To dispell the shadow of fear that lay across the city of Lahearth, and bring peace to those who lived there.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">Shani's eyes shine gold like sunlight reflected off of a newly-minted coin.  They mark her as somehow different than the normal human she appears to be otherwise.  In addition to this, her forearms and hands look scorched by fire, the skin blackened as if with soot, and warm to the touch.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Personality</div><div class="spoiler_body">Shani is kind-hearted, but stubborn as a mule.  Her instincts for good guide her actions, and she refuses to back down from a fight, if she believes herself to be on the side of justice.  It's as if, when she was little, someone told her life wasn't fair and she vowed to prove them wrong.  She's still working toward that end.  She has a quick temper, but she has cultivated a certain amount of control over herself, so when confronted by someone unworthy of death, she uses her sharp tongue and clever wit to wage war.  She has no patience with the willfully stupid, or those whose perception of their own intellect is far out of proportion to reality, and takes great pleasure in cutting them down to size.  She has a deep love of learning, and as quick as she is to anger, she is just as quick to laugh.  Her heart is open and worn on her sleeve, which means she sometimes finds herself hurt, but she doesn't let that embitter her towards others.</div></div>