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"Well, no..." Suiken, looking over his shoulder at several onlookers staring aghast at the sight of the odd-looking man getting dragged along the ground. "Actually, yes...There's a matter of atmosphere!" Suiken noted jollily, following Namari a ways down the street,villagers giving the two (three?) a wide berth to let them pass. "This is a festival, you can't dampen the mood with...whatever it is you're doing. I doubt it's to turn in a bounty, the Guard House is on the opposite end of the street...so I'm going to go ahead and assume you've simply landed yourself in an unfortunate predicament," The Snow Oni concluded, pointing to the chain with one hand and chomping on a pork bun with the other. "Need help removing it?"