[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]  The Bristol Ship 
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) [hr][/center]

	Stepping out on the deck, the situation was not something he was used to. He just cursed in his mind something about bloody ships and returned to looking about. He saw a slumped over Ludwig fellow. He looked out cold.[color=9e005d]” Not my problem.”[/color] The fire walker concluded his paying of attention to the German. Not his problem, not his interest and no desire to deal with him. He probably felt real bad too to be in that case, so Constantin was going to take some joy in that as a part of his grudge being fulfilled. Might not have been from his hands, but it was satisfying non the less. More on that task pending at a later date.

	The sky was cloudy and Constantin couldn't really see the shore. He looked left, he looked right and then at the crew. From what he had assumed they shouldn't have been so far in the sea that they cannot see the shore, right? He was a little bit confused at the situation frankly, but sea was not his domain so he wasn't aware if this was normal or not. 

	Vlad had appeared soon enough behind him, to Constantin sheer surprise frankly. He had assumed that the Russian man was going to be sleeping or something for a while.[color=9e005d]” Not sure... Just got here myself too.”[/color] He replied to Vlad.[color=9e005d]” Ve could alvays just ask, no?”[/color]