[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]

	It didn't take Constantin who now had a proper horse to quickly arrive back at Vlad's location without any real problems going on. He quickly also passed by his family's wagon and in a few sentences explained what was going on and that he was going away with Vlad on an important task to help with. He was really okey with it, but his mother did make a few prayers for his safe return and made him to promise he will be careful. His father only nodded and told him to do the job. With that done he in post haste returned to Vlad.

 	He returned to The Great Bazhooli and a speech was had right away. In the grand bombastic manner that only Vlad could do it, Constantin smiled with happy expression as he joined up next to his leader. Constantin's eyes were filled with dancing flames of conviction as he loudly ushered his horse with the trained skills ever forward to keep up with Vlad. That said he finally realized why the crazy German was missing. It didn't take him long to remember the funny fellow had grown out of nowhere. Then he must have done the reverse or something. And Vlad did have his bag so he was around that's for sure. And his conclusion was confirmed eventually when the person showed up from the bag.

	[color=9e005d]“This is so veird... Could be useful though.”[/color] He mumbled, but did wonder if the funny fellow had any way of fighting a soulless in that size. Or maybe there were also tiny soulless he didn't know about!!!