Seong-Mei Li quietly spoke to herself as she made her way in to the town center she had been to nearly 50 or so times. She had been in the midst of trying to repair her tribes relationship with the kingdom that had been severed so long ago. As she walked, she had been speaking to herself about something troubling her tribes high shaman had spoke of. A great danger loomed over but she had never been told precisely what the danger was but since she was aware of it none the less she thought she would inform the ones in charge if this prophesy. As she drew nearer she stopped her words and saw what appeared to be decorations and such inclining an impending celebration. After asking around the town she learned of the up-and-coming wedding. She did love weddings. Perhaps she would drop in to watch, unsee of course since she would not have been invited.