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[center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1]
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[color=9e005d]Location:[/color]  The Tent City.
[color=9e005d]Skills:[/color] Tretiy Glaz,Fal'shbort  [/center]
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	The man's words did nothing to disperse Constantin's suspicions of the man. The way he just appeared out of nowhere, his apparent inability or at least faking the inability to take the situation at normal serious behavior. Not to mention the ferret. Yes having a ferret was usually a good thing, but the way he used it as excuse to tell him to lower his blade made him narrow his eyes. There was also the fact he spoke out a German based language. Constantin never really got into studying Germanic languages so he couldn't decide on the precise type and then were the other things that he didn't even understand.[color=9e005d]” Ohh I'm going to hold more than the fluffball up...”[/color] He growled, eyes locked on the man, waiting to spot anything suspicious.

	Then of all things that would happen the man leaped at him, wrapping arms and legs around him in something that Constantin can only recognize as a type of fear, before something big white furry   passed around, with two people on it's back.[color=9e005d]” Get off me, you...”[/color] The fire walker struggled and growled  as the man slipped down and eventually let go, pulling away. Constantin barely holding the urge to punch him in the face.

 	[color=9e005d]“Yes... I'm with the Circus. Name's Constantin.”[/color] Constantin replied, eyeing the man again, wondering precisely where on the scale of insanity this one was. Hopefully on the lower side cause there were people who would have the patience.[i][color=9e005d]' The tent city isn't exactly hard to find if you knew the general area where it was... like it's a little town of tents for crying out load!'[/color][/i] He though, but decided not to say anything.

	[color=9e005d]“Fine, yes come, I will lead you two where the Graveolase will be... but first you're coming with me to meet The Great Bazhooli... This is a little over my responsibility.” [/color]The firewalker stated, noting for the man to follow him.[color=9e005d]” Just keep any weapon out of your hands and we should be fine...”[/color] Then there was the booming voice of the Great Bazhooli appearing indeed.

	[color=9e005d]“Great Bazhooli, he said his name's Ludwig was supposed to meet the Graveolase.”[/color] Constantin explained quickly, pulling himself slightly aside to not be between Vlad and the ferret carrying man.