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[center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Tent City.[/center]
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	Seeing as he didn't seem to be able to provide any additional help in the current situation, Constantin quickly took a step back almost right away after Vlad excuse himself.

	[color=9e005d]“Please excuse me too...”[/color] He said with some reluctance as he slightly bowed and moved away from the tent. The firedancer himself needed to get a change of clothes before he falls victim to some illness. It wasn't much of a stretch even with his boosted constitution. Freezing water had a way of sap everything away from you and it was a time to deal with it. Quickly he hurried over to his family's tent where his stuff was.

	It didn't take him much time as he had learned to navigate about the tent city and as soon as he found himself at that one tent, he took off his wet clothing, replacing it with his spares. His hair was still wet, but he wrapped a piece of cloth to wrince it off. He could dry it properly at one of the many fires or stoves around the tent city. 

	[color=9e005d]“I hate this day...”[/color] He grumbled. It was only morning and everything was getting depressing, damaging and tiring.