[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]

	Constantin had returned to his tent more or less right after dealing with the last annoyance in the face of Thalken. Then it was the quick bath via the good use of 2 warm buckets of water and some soap. Finally after all that was done he had hopped into his bed, letting all the annoyances during the day to slip away from him as he himself slipped into the warm embrace of the blessed slumber that washed away all of reality and brought him to the endless possibilities of the fields of dreams.

	The dreams were good. There were dancing maidens in white, jolly songs, endless forest parties going on and all in all it was great. More likely than not it was all fault of those old folk stories his mother used to tell him when he was little. About things like samodivas, vilys and all the rest of the fair folk of legend. It also stood for a wonder why one of the samodivas looked like Veta... granted she was not alone a fair portion of the circus folk were one way or another into his dreams. For example Vlad was covered in ash and taking care of the rest of the people as a domovoy. 

	As the jolly dream was coming to an end it was finally the time to wake up. At first his presence of mind was easy. He was happy and joyful at having had such a pleasant dream filled with people dancing and having fun. He could recall nice things of the dream for the moment. It was all good, this was going to be a fine day after all... Then his father burst into the tent shouting that he heard Sophia scream her lungs out that Veta was missing. It took exactly a moment before he jumped on his legs.[color=9e005d]” You've got to be kidding... VETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”[/color] He screamed in anger. That woman had danced to her own tune again and caused problems to all and probably got herself into even more problems than what she caused them.