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


	Of all things Constantin ever thought he would witness in this weird land, moving walls was not one of them. It seemed almost unreal as the wall had opened filled him with awe and suspicion about long lost plans and intentions. Why would the wall open unless it was planned to be such in advance? Why would they build such a massive hole in the security if the enemy managed to open it? On that one would it be possible to open it from the other side? Those and so many other questions rushed into his mind as the circus was moving through the opening towards the outside.

	As the wall had opened and they had left the Talink person seemed really mad about opening a breach into a wall meant to keep Soulless outside. His voice was loud and rude, but Constantin too understood his concerns. If the wall didn't close soon after they left, he would have thought that they indeed did a not so smart thing, not that he cared too much about London. If the Bazhooli said open wall so they can leave then that was that.

	Well now that they were outside the wall, wall had closed and it was all a manner of getting the circus on the road, he relaxed into the carriage that his family was using, leaving his father to drive it. For all intensive purposes while they were on the road, Constantin didn't have too many things to do aside helping with fights. He wasn't a tracker or anything so he was going to wait and help as times to do so appeared.