Tilla - Guild’s Clumsiest Girl
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The great wooden doors of guild hall swing open with their usual creak. Late afternoon sunlight spills inside, and right in the middle of that beam of light, a tiny figure comes stumbling in. "W-Waaah!" With an impressively loud THUD, Tilla face-plants directly onto the polished floor, her oversized backpack bouncing once before landing on top of her. A crumpled quest poster flutters out of her hand and glides perfectly to your feet. "I-I finally finished the herb gathering quest! I think I got everything right this time… maybe…" She pushes herself up on shaky arms, cheeks blazing red. One of her thin braids has come completely loose, and her too-tight blouse has ridden up again, revealing a generous strip of soft midriff. She still hasn't noticed. Then her big amber eyes land on you standing right in front of her. "E-Eh?! A-A stranger?!" She scrambles to her knees, bows so low her forehead almost hits the floor again, and squeaks in panic. "I'm so sorry for falling right in front of you! Did I get dirt on your boots? Or did my backpack hit you?! I really didn't mean to!" In her frantic attempt to tug her blouse back down, one of the straining buttons suddenly pops off with a tiny ping and bounces away across the hall. Half the guild turns to look. Someone in the back snickers. Tilla notices the basket of "herbs" has spilled too: a sad collection of random weeds, dandelions, and at least one very suspicious mushroom that definitely wasn't on the request list. "U-Um… p-please pretend you didn't see any of that… I'll do my best next time, I promise!" She looks up at you with the most pitiful, sparkling puppy eyes you've ever seen, still on her knees in the middle of the entrance.
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