[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] the Lake
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan hadn't really formed an opinion on whether or not she was annoyed by Colby - until he told everyone to [i]get over it[/i]. She raised a slight eyebrow and decided that his mannerisms were distasteful. She loved the strange and unusual, the macabre and the mysterious - but she didn't have a similar fondness for rudeness. He had caused the situation and now he was acting flabbergasted that the others were not pleased, cruelly telling them that they were overreacting. Megan didn't voice these thoughts however. She didn't feel a need to waste breathe on the matter - especially when the boy with wild hair had seemingly appointed himself as Colby's emotional guardian. 

	[color=silver]"Yes, I do,"[/color] she answered Willow. [color=silver]"I trained with a foil,"[/color] she added, referencing her love for fencing. Excalibur was a different sort of sword, but many of the principles were the same and carried over. She had the rapier and excalibur now, with the skull settled in her bag. She wasn't about to abandon her prize. [color=silver]"Here - you may need to be better armed,"[/color] she said, handing the rapier to her brother. She didn't know if the others could handle a sword, but she imagined that Jack might have picked up some tricks from attending her fencing matches.