It was days after the false comet has sailed across the sky that Fata appeared in the territory of the Patch tribe. She'd never been outside of her home continent before, and she was fully intending to get the most of sight-seeing... but that could come later. She did have a job to do after all, a duty to fulfill. Before leaving Africa she'd conferred with the spirits of the ancestors that had made their pact with the Patch in the first place, so she had at least some idea of what they looked like and where they could be found. She approached the village, padding along the desert with her friend floating in orb form beside her. The heat was bearable thanks to that, given the spirit's naturally radiating coolness.
Her preparations hadn't been much. She had the basics, her mediums, and not much else. She expected the Patch to be generous hosts for whatever mission they would be needing from her. Fata didn't yet know what the summoning was for, only that it had happened. And, naturally, that it was important. She skipped the last few feet through the mountainous pass.
Whether she was the first or the last of the illustrious "Darkstars" to arrive didn't matter to her. She smiled at the men who greeted her at the fringes of the village, looking up at them due to her stature being on the smaller side.
"Your chieftess summons me," she informed them, showing her pearly white teeth. The two men looked at each other, and seemed to put two and two together after a few seconds.
"You are one of the Darkstars?" The wider of the two watchmen asked, to which Fata nodded animatedly.
"Apparently. Now take me to her, to..." She clicked her tongue a few times, conjuring the woman's name from her recent memory. "Goldva. Goldva! I would discuss the circumstances with her."
The man jerked his chin in his chieftess' direction and turned to lead the way, leaving his partner at his post. Sango made a happy chirping sound, flitting around to take in the sights of the village. For her too it was the first time leaving her home, even in all her years of existing.
Her preparations hadn't been much. She had the basics, her mediums, and not much else. She expected the Patch to be generous hosts for whatever mission they would be needing from her. Fata didn't yet know what the summoning was for, only that it had happened. And, naturally, that it was important. She skipped the last few feet through the mountainous pass.
Whether she was the first or the last of the illustrious "Darkstars" to arrive didn't matter to her. She smiled at the men who greeted her at the fringes of the village, looking up at them due to her stature being on the smaller side.
"Your chieftess summons me," she informed them, showing her pearly white teeth. The two men looked at each other, and seemed to put two and two together after a few seconds.
"You are one of the Darkstars?" The wider of the two watchmen asked, to which Fata nodded animatedly.
"Apparently. Now take me to her, to..." She clicked her tongue a few times, conjuring the woman's name from her recent memory. "Goldva. Goldva! I would discuss the circumstances with her."
The man jerked his chin in his chieftess' direction and turned to lead the way, leaving his partner at his post. Sango made a happy chirping sound, flitting around to take in the sights of the village. For her too it was the first time leaving her home, even in all her years of existing.