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[b]"Now [i]that[/i] is rude,"[/b] Atzi snapped back. [b]"I'll have you know that Maira's voice is [i]lovely[/i]!"[/b]

There [i]was[/i] something odd though. Though she may be oafish and silly, Atzi wasn't completely unable to pick up cues. An old woman, who just happened to have found this 'key' at the same time that they arrived? And who maneuvered events towards something so out-of-place as a race to a shrine that Atzi had never even heard of? She let out a breath. Shrines in forgotten places. A nostalgic sort of thing indeed. And the ornament of a deer as well? If one thought of shrines with deers, if one thought of ancient places forged by the land itself, one Elder Beast came into mind.

Then again, since when did the deer god start playing tricks on young maidens?

[b]"I'm good for a race then,"[/b] she spoke, shooting a smile in Maira's direction. [b]"So long as it's an actual footrace, alright? But if I'm racing, and you're racing...give that rock over to Maira for safekeeping, alright? It wouldn't do if I raced you, only to find that you ran away instead, lady."[/b]