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[center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Almack's.[/center]
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 Sure enough, as certain as the sun raising across the horizon on the morning, Constantin found himself hearing the low sound of a roar from what could only be Myska. He was very close to where Veta was after all. Without much hassle from there he soon found himself at the location where quite the group was gathered along his friend, The Great Bazhooli and the tiger.

 [color=9e005d]“Of course there vill be more death...”[/color] He said as he came near.[color=9e005d]” There are alvays deaths when the unprepared underestimate the soulless.”[/color] He stated with slight displease in his voice. These people in their arrogance forgot how dangerous these creatures were.

 [color=9e005d]“Vher be my manners.”[/color] He suddenly said and made a slight theatrical bow.[color=9e005d]” Constantin Kolev, at your service.”[/color] He stated, before throwing a look between Vlad and Elizaveta, before stopping his eyes on her with almost judging like stare. He wasn't going to say it in front of strangers, but he disliked the fact she didn't bring anyone from them with her when she came at this nest of vipers. His sabre was still in it's sheath, but he was ready to draw at a moment's notice if the need arose.