[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/0BFkPfU.png[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Camelot - Sewers 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	There didn't seem to be much of anything happening, which was for the best. Megan put excalibur back in its sheath. She didn't mind the scent of shit that pervaded the sewers - she had smelled worse during autopsies. Some people had extraordinary bad hygiene - and of course, decomposition processes breaking down the human body had their own odors that they unleashed. If anything, it would have been concerning if the sewers didn't smell like shit. She hadn't been in the sewers in their world before, but she imagined even there they would stink. It was a comforting commonality between the two worlds. 

	She was glad that they had been successful in their rescue mission - while she may often be confused for being cold hearted, Megan didn't wish death on just anyone. It was nice that a mother and her child were reunited. Of course, her attention as she walked was more on the brief, fleeting impressions she had had of Camelot. The current ruler seemed to be a classic villain, imprisoning people who tried to take care of their families - another commonality, as America was hardly any different. She wondered if King Arthur was just as cruel and intolerant.

	She imagined it was probably so.