[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/nzzkRWNx/source.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Camelot - Forest
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b]  [hr][hr][/center]	Overall, it hadn't gone as horribly as she might have imagined. She had been the first one to bolt, as she knew that she didn't have time to sit around and wait for the guards to clear her (and she doubted they would, with the weapon she carried). She had been able to flee the city before the guards pursued, realizing only a bit later that others had dashed with her. A few guards had followed them, but one of the blonde girls had used some throwing knives to handle that situation, and it wasn't long until they were in the woods. Megan felt calmer in the woods. It was at least partially due to the smells - Camelot hadn't smelled fantastic. 

	Most everyone seemed to be accounted for - Megan honestly didn't remember the names and descriptions of everyone in the group, it was rather large. And right now, her memory was entirely focused on what had happened to Jack, trying to preserve every detail in a desperate gamble to increase the odds that her brother would be returned to them alive. [color=silver]"We can't afford to slow down. We need to find Jack before he's dismembered,"[/color] she urged Merlin.