<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/255/1/b/sketch_xxiii_by_charlie_bowater-d6lzqaz.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Shani Lamit</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1078422)</span><br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>HP:</strong>Full<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><hr/><br/>A soft laugh slipped through her lips, accompanied by the crinkling of her nose at the title.<strong>"If you're to be Elspeth, then please let me be Shani.  I don't really consider myself terribly honored, or honorable, for that matter.  Why should I be, after all, my gifts are through no effort of my own.  A mere consequence of birth and divine intervention."</strong>She sniffs a bit and removes her arm for a moment, so that she can cut off a sliver of the herb-studded cheese.  She reaches around to hold the bite before Elspeth's lips in offering, grinning to herself.<br/><br/><strong>"I prefer the title Marquis, anyhow.  I find the act of feminizing titles to be somehow disparaging, as if adding 'ess' to the end of a title makes it less important.  Why can't such things simply be gender-neutral?  One shouldn't treat a Marchioness with any more less respect than a Marquis, right?"</strong>She leaned in again to murmur next to Elspeth's ear, golden eyes sparkling as she spoke, rather glad that she'd found a way to keep herself entertained on the long trip.<strong>"And I like the way you look, Elspeth.  There's something quite pleasing about features which defy instant labels."</strong>