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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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  Yeah it appeared the events of the past night had left the city rather unsettled. If there was one thing people took to when in danger was to lock up in their homes, Constantin full well understood that and for that reason wasn't really surprised the people weren't showing up at the circus. In no way did that make him feel better about it though, to have people not show up like this was rather insulting to everyone who worked so hard on any job and task across the tent city.

 He and his family were dressed up, all prepared as they should be. He and his father wore long white shirts and knee long black trousers both decorated with red embroidery. His mother wore just under the knee long white dress decorated with red again. Clothing for their craft wasn't the brightest, but it stood out well on the background of red and dark embers as it was supposed to.

 [color=9e005d]“Mother, Father, there is still quite a little bit of time so I will go check on Vet... *cough* the Grand Duchess's condition.”[/color] He quickly explained and excused himself before heading out. He had strapped the saber on his belt, just in case, one never knew when soulless could show up. He really hoped for good news about her condition. He had sworn to himself to give her an earful when she gets better, but only now realized the fact their positions were way too different for him to do that... well... Not that it was going to stop him if Vlad wasn't the one to do it first.