[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR0pmc6n/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Atlantica
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan nodded at what her brother was saying. It was all well and good, but ultimately didn't do much to put her mind at ease. There was a difference, unfortunately, between knowing something intellectually and knowing that same fact emotionally. She just couldn't help but fixate on trying to find some sort of flaw, some sort of concrete reason for her to have nothing to do with her biological parents - it would've been easiest to just leave them behind, pivot off into some other sort of adventure. But sadly, Megan believed strongly in social justice - and beheading tyrants like Maleficent. Lady Guinevere, then, asked Megan how she was and Megan tensed up ever so slightly. The only bit of familial tie she had really responded well to so far had been excalibur, but that was partially because she was a lesbian who adored a good sword. [color=silver]"I'm fine,"[/color] Megan answered. [color=silver]"As happy as a well-fed maggot."[/color]

	Her hand went to her blade as something stirred in the water, eventually turning out to be some sort of magical carriage, guided by sea horses. The escorts they had hired turned out to also be mermaids - Megan wondered if that made Sierra feel happy or annoyed. Arthur then solved the potential issue of there being extra passengers by throwing money at them and Megan had to wonder how King Arthur wasn't recognized - did people not even have decent portraits being passed around in this land? [color=silver]"Why didn't they recognize you?"[/color] Megan then asked quietly. She had an idea - but also just wanted to gain more context of this world.