[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] Merlin's Tower
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan wrinkled her nose at the implication she would ever get along with Isabella. She was rather disappointed that Jack's partner had ended up coming with them on this adventure. She was just so... [i]ugh[/i] - quaint? ordinary? boring? annoying? insufferable? Megan couldn't quite place the word to describe her issues with Isabella. She refused to even consider that it may have been an unconscious desire to have her brother's attention to herself or that maybe she felt threatened that Isabella would take away her only real family. No, instead Megan just took her dislike at face value, wishing that Isabella was back in Kansas and not here in Megan's birthplace. 

	She walked in the room where she felt particularly drawn to - namely, the fallen skull. She picked it up and smiled slightly, imagining herself doing a performance of Hamlet with it. [color=silver]"Alas, poor Yorick,"[/color] Megan whispered. She paused for a moment, waiting until Merlin came back down the stairs. [color=silver]"Whose skull is this? And might I have it?"[/color] she asked. In medical school, they used to have skulls given to them by the school for the purpose of practicing. Megan missed having a skull in her bag as she went about her business.