The ringleader let out a small sigh as he looked through the financial statements for these past two weeks. His name was Lucien. He was a decently tall man, with fair skin. His jet black hair went a little past his ears, with a few longer strands reaching his shoulder-blades. Some could say he had a been of a feminine look to him, somehow allowing him to pull off being 'pretty' and handsome at the same time. To this day he still didn't know how to feel about it. One of his most striking features were his beautiful golden eyes, not to mention an incredibly charming, charismatic smile. That smile however, was nowhere to be found at the moment.

The amount he had added up was a lot less than he would have liked. He had grown used to having such a small amount of profit.. with the current financial situation, there weren't very many people going out of their way to go see carnival performances. They had families to feed, for that he couldn't blame them. However.. he also had people who relied on this money for survival. He too had mouths to feed, and it wasn't looking good. There just wasn't enough surplus.. and they also needed money for travel. The recent loss of their acrobats did not help the situation. Granted, he was happy that they had decided to start a family, leaving the circus for that was a wise choice, so they could seek a much more stable income, but it was not particularly the best time for them. 

They needed something more. They needed a new act, one that could attract people to their shows once more. Something that would make it worthwhile for them to leave their homes in the current financial crisis. With how tense the situation was.. he wanted nothing more than to be able to put a smile on people's faces, give them a reason to smile, even through the harsh times they were going through. 

It was not the first time he had contemplated this. A few months prior, Illyana, his fortune teller and right hand when it came to decision making, had a vision, of quite the famous magician. At the time, he had highly considered looking for him, but Illyana had been incredibly against it. She had never steered him wrong before, so he had trusted her word and let it go but now.. they were a little more desperate. Perhaps the addition of someone as famous as he was what they needed.

Another heavy sigh escaped him. The nephilim rose from his chair and headed to the door of his trailer. His eyes scanned the area, seeing one of the humans, the carnies that worked here. 

[color=burlywood]"Alex."[/color] He called out. [color=burlywood]"Would you be so kind as to go fetch Illyana for me? I wish to speak with her."[/color]

[b]"Course', be back in a jiffy." [/b]He said before running off to find her. 

With that over with, Lucien went back inside, and waited. He knew that she would probably not be pleased with his decision but.. at this point, their options were limited. For everyone's sake, he had to do something. He was not about to let his people starve.