[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev[/color][/b][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7abab444934e1f8f30e883bdad0f71a0/tumblr_nrisnnDhEA1rmcs4lo6_500.gif[/img]
[hr][b][color=9e005d]Location:[/color][/b] Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) [hr][/center]

 
	Walking barefoot at this time of year and weather conditions wasn't the most pleasant even for someone who had trained his soles to walk on embers and fire. He sighed once he was finally inside the tent and stretched his hands. With a tired yawn he walked over to wooden stove and threw in a few small pieces of firewood into the embers after poking a little at them to make them flare up.

	With the heating secured he walked over to his bed, took off the now rather dirty shirt and sat down. Yeah it was a long day indeed. He reached over and pulled the bucket of water. They always had water in their tent to wash up from the charcoal. Using a wet cloth he wiped himself from the sweat and then with a metal can he poured water to wash his feet, before drying up with a cloth and hopping into the bed once more, pulling a blanket.

	[color=9e005d]“I vant to sleep for days...”[/color] He mumbled, just relaxing down and enjoying a well deserved rest after the extravaganza they pulled off earlier tonight. It was truly a grand performance and no one should be able to say otherwise with straight face in his opinion. Maybe they could have pulled a better firewalking act at the end, but he thought it turned out quite well in the end anyways. Well maybe if they had one more person who can walk the embers, it would open the setting possibilities. Yeah he was probably going to get a when he is getting a wife speech soon by his mother. This random thought brought a soft laughter from him as he realized what he was thinking of. As improbable as that scenario was, they were probably going to need a person to learn the art of fire walking soon anyhow.