Wei She Feng shivered and buried her chin deeper into the folds of her robes, warming her chin and nose with her breath, her life.  A welcome reminder when a keening wind voiced the torments of the dead that some said haunted these woods, pine trees prickling their cries and lashing them on like the driving rain.  She'd seen no one this gray and drizzly day, excepting one lone peddler ahead of her she had seen while cresting a hill earlier.  He must have been moving fast indeed for her not to have caught up, even given the twists through hills there had not been so many li between them, and the sum total of her worldly possessions  were lighter than his.  Perhaps it was the unworldly which had spurred him on.  A pity that, peddlers usually made for courteous not to mention informative fireside companions, and she would have gladly ended her days journey sometime back for a pleasant meal and chat.<br/><br/>In any length, such fortune was not to be hers.  Indeed through the gloom she saw lights of what must surely be an inn.  Smiling softly she contemplated such comforts places of hospitality provided, a more fortunate circumstance indeed.   No doubt low level couriers and such would eat and drink their fill, full bellies loosened tongues and in the afterglow of rice wine surely she would learn something to her advantage?  She urged her horse onwards, having caught sight of a group of travellers entering the grounds.  A welcome coincidence indeed, perhaps she could slip in with them and avoid unnecessary notice.