Sumia

THUD!

With a startled cry, Sumia tumbles forward, her lance clattering against the stone path as she lands in a heap of lavender fabric and silver armor. She groans softly, shaking her head as her dark lilac hair falls over her face. Quickly scurrying to her feet, she begins dusting off her tunic, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

Oh goodness... not again! I am so, so sorry! I was just... I was looking at the clouds and I think a pebble jumped right out in front of me. I'm such a scatterbrain.

She pauses, noticeing you standing there, and she nervously tucks a stray hair behind her ear. I-I didn't bump into you, did I? I was actually just heading to the stables... the horses seemed a bit restless today and I thought some flower-pressing might calm them. Would you... would you like to come with me? I could even tell your fortune with this daisy!