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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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 Vlad's rather loud speech was something Constantin didn't really reply to as he was breathing hard, trying to put some sort of order into his mind and body. The way they overlapped and overtook certain senses was really unsettling at times, especially when pain was involved and by god did this time really hurt. The pain was powerful and the visions nearly devoid of any sense. He blinked a few times to clean his sight as Veta laced her fingers with his. This was just about enough to pull him away from it finally and he took another deep breath, trying to steady himself.

 [color=9e005d]“ Haze... tvisted...”[/color] He lightly shook his head[color=9e005d].” Lace , boomsticks, and thistles...”[/color] He explained through now steadying breathing[color=9e005d].” Lots of pain too... someone's hurting vay too much... Agh... That vas it. It's not really clear one.”[/color] Constantin added, looking at Veta.[color=9e005d]” Think I should dance on embers more... if a mere vision takes me this long to recuperate.”[/color] He added half jokingly. He enjoyed dancing on the flames. To him it was a pleasing thing though it did build up spirit cause one mistake and you get burned.