[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]  North of London (By means of Northwest Inner Wall)
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) [hr][/center]

	Things seemed tense when Constantin had arrived which he suspected was down to conflicting opinions if the arguments he heard was to be believed. That said when he did give his own proposition to evade the difficult decision, Vlad's reaction while not unusual for the tall Russian man, gave Constantin a near scare when he jumped off the horse to display acrobatic tricks and land in front of him, Constantin nearly hopped back in case they were to collide, luckily that didn't happen, but let's just say his heart raced one idea faster already! Vlad really had the habbit of acting out in surprising ways sometimes well his outbursts when he was in similar moods or situations were predictable on the point that they will happen, not how they will happen. On the first part he was at least used to somewhat.

	[color=9e005d]“On it, Great Bazhooli!”[/color] Constantin stated loudly before turning around and dashing away with great speed! The order was given the time to act was now. He ran like the wind or a hala, a Bulgarian myth. Ran all the way to the Baron where he quickly gave an explanation to all that was being considered right now and the decision they reached and the need for money! The permission was granted and Constantin ran again, but this time to Viktor. It didn't take much explaining there too and the money was collected.[color=9e005d]” Good! Time for me to return as quick as I can!”[/color] He exclaimed and he started heading right back as fast as his legs allowed him! Time was of the essence and it was rather lacking in amount!