It was a long way to Shirotsume for little Charlotte. She has never really been this far away from Rose Garden and everything around her was new. Why would she travel such a distance? It was quite simple really. Joining a guild was only one single step forward out of many. And this was another one of them, starting her little journey across Fiore. Land where she was born, yet she knew very little about. Most of her knowledge was siphoned from books, some of them less reliable than others. So Seth pushed her a tad, making her go on this journey. Some would probably question why was a young girl such as this travelling such distance completely alone, but the puppeteer would always be by her side, even if no one else could sense their presence. It was a shame, really! Charlotte wanted to introduce Seth to others many, many times in the past. After all, she was taking him as a very dear friend to her. Yet, not another living soul was allowed to see them for now. The puppeteer had their own plans though, ones that the girl did not know about herself. But that was story for another time, as she finally approached the small town with mountains all around. It sure was colder, and the girl did not waste any time with looking around!
There was a lot to take in, but the biggest attraction, if one could call it that, was the church that was located in this place. Charlotte never really visited one and she wanted to fix that as soon as possible. She even came dressed for the occasion, leaving the usual sweater and skirt behind in the favor of much more elegant and much more dark outfit that was now adorning her small and slender body. The building was standing tall and rather visible too, so there was no problem with finding it at all. Thanks to some old habits, the girl cleaned her shoes before entering and then looked around the interior. It was mostly empty, but some praying souls could still be seen here and there, sitting undisturbed on the pews. Surely they were all praying to whatever god was actually worshiped across this land, Charlotte wasn't really sure. Her case was a little special, as god was term slightly warped for her. For now, she merely moved forward only to stop where the pews stopped, her gaze being quickly directed to the altar. And after a short and childish smile, she started waving at the object as if someone was standing there. Which obvious was not the case, as any sane person could see. The girl was simply waving at the altar, not paying any attention to the strange looks that she might have received while doing so.