The Autumn Country (Hunt for the Barley King)

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

 Koloma lowers the rifle. "Whatever you are, please do not obstruct my vision. My target will enter that cemetary in approximately 5 minutes."

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 "Tell him that the October Hare gives his regards, for that is me."

 a section of worms separates and burrows into the ground. "you.......are......not........flesh"

 "My heart may be hidden, but how does that concern you?"

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

 Koloma lowers the rifle. "Whatever you are, please do not obstruct my vision. My target will enter that cemetary in approximately 5 minutes."

 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

 Koloma lowers the rifle. "Whatever you are, please do not obstruct my vision. My target will enter that cemetary in approximately 5 minutes."

 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

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 "Tell him that the October Hare gives his regards, for that is me."

 a section of worms separates and burrows into the ground. "you.......are......not........flesh"

 "My heart may be hidden, but how does that concern you?"

 "my.......sibling.......exists.....to.......rot.......flesh.......we......all........fulfil......our.......functions"

 "Well, you won't be rotting any flesh of mine. My form is metal and I keep it well oiled." He really does. The brass rabbits body has so many tiny delicate parts all interlocked together to make a truly wondrous machine. 

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

 Koloma lowers the rifle. "Whatever you are, please do not obstruct my vision. My target will enter that cemetary in approximately 5 minutes."

 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

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Koloma is in a ruined building, aiming out of the window at a small cemetery.

 Suddenly a huge smile fills you vision as you aim your sight down the barrel. You hear a terribly cheery voice says, "What use is pointing your mistake stick at the dead?"

 Koloma lowers the rifle. "Whatever you are, please do not obstruct my vision. My target will enter that cemetary in approximately 5 minutes."

 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

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 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

 He laughs, and you never realized how disturbing it is to hear a laugh come from a raccoon. "Oh it's a ghoul you aim at, eh? If you put a bullet in their brain at least they'd have something in it. Could be an improvement." He sidles over to the other side of the window sill. 

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 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

 He laughs, and you never realized how disturbing it is to hear a laugh come from a raccoon. "Oh it's a ghoul you aim at, eh? If you put a bullet in their brain at least they'd have something in it. Could be an improvement." He sidles over to the other side of the window sill. 

 "Thank you." Koloma aims. "They should be here any second now."

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 "Tell him that the October Hare gives his regards, for that is me."

 a section of worms separates and burrows into the ground. "you.......are......not........flesh"

 "My heart may be hidden, but how does that concern you?"

 "my.......sibling.......exists.....to.......rot.......flesh.......we......all........fulfil......our.......functions"

 "Well, you won't be rotting any flesh of mine. My form is metal and I keep it well oiled." He really does. The brass rabbits body has so many tiny delicate parts all interlocked together to make a truly wondrous machine. 

 "what......is.......your.......function?"

 "Function? I am not a tool. It is my duty to keep each and every clock in this kingdom on time. I also serve as a messenger on occasion."

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 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

 He laughs, and you never realized how disturbing it is to hear a laugh come from a raccoon. "Oh it's a ghoul you aim at, eh? If you put a bullet in their brain at least they'd have something in it. Could be an improvement." He sidles over to the other side of the window sill. 

 "Thank you." Koloma aims. "They should be here any second now."

 "If they are second, who did you kill first?" His wide green eyes seem to swim with amusement.

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 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

 He laughs, and you never realized how disturbing it is to hear a laugh come from a raccoon. "Oh it's a ghoul you aim at, eh? If you put a bullet in their brain at least they'd have something in it. Could be an improvement." He sidles over to the other side of the window sill. 

 "Thank you." Koloma aims. "They should be here any second now."

 "If they are second, who did you kill first?" His wide green eyes seem to swim with amusement.

 "If you continue flapping your cursed mammalian lips, you." Koloma locks onto an abnormally large ghouls that is climbing over the cemetery wall.

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 "what......is.......your.......function?"

 "Function? I am not a tool. It is my duty to keep each and every clock in this kingdom on time. I also serve as a messenger on occasion."

 ".....fascinating............it....is......interesting.....to.......talk..........with.......someone......who.......I......will.......never.......eat"

 He gives a strange sort of laugh, "Yes, people are better suited for conversing than for supper."

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 Sitting on the window sill of the ruined building is a large raccoon. A large raccoon with big green eyes. A large raccoon with big green eyes and a horrifically wide smile. "You are awful cruel." says the smiling raccoon in a sickeningly southern accent.

 Koloma is masked and hooded, but his hands and voice are mechanical, so it's fair to assume the rest of him is too. "No, I am attempting to complete my mission, and you are stopping me from doing so. Move aside."

 "You got plenty of time before your victim shows up. I'll be out of your way by then." He says, not moving a muscle. "Missions can be cruel. And if your prey is in a cemetery than they must be mourning a friend who has passed. Or possible burying someone. Either way, it is quite cruel to bury a bullet in the brain of a mourner." 

 "Ghouls do not mourn." Koloma replies. "Although, if you don't move and you have friends, soon someone will."

 He laughs, and you never realized how disturbing it is to hear a laugh come from a raccoon. "Oh it's a ghoul you aim at, eh? If you put a bullet in their brain at least they'd have something in it. Could be an improvement." He sidles over to the other side of the window sill. 

 "Thank you." Koloma aims. "They should be here any second now."

 "If they are second, who did you kill first?" His wide green eyes seem to swim with amusement.

 "If you continue flapping your cursed mammalian lips, you." Koloma locks onto an abnormally large ghouls that is climbing over the cemetery wall.

 He hear him snickering to himself. "You are not concerned about the presence of a dingbat? I would be. But then again, I don't play with mistake sticks."