[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, appreciating that Hansel was willing to help keep watch. It comforted her to know that he had similar moralities to her - namely, that they both agreed that human trafficking was bad regardless of the location. Sierra had a heart of gold as well. She probably had the best moral compass of everyone present. Megan never really had spent much time thinking about morality before, largely because she had immersed herself in her studies and then her work. There were surprisingly few moral considerations needed when conducting autopsies. [color=silver]"I've got this,"[/color] she told Sierra, before drawing excalibur from its sheath. 

	She gave the padlock of the cage a good whack with her sword and it broke open, allowing the captives to be freed. Megan repeated this process until all of the cages were open, in total freeing roughly twenty or so people. Some of them looked like mermaids and another one looked a lot like Princess Belle - the one who was [i]really[/i] into bestiality. She spotted a nearby crate and it gave her somewhat of a funny feeling. Megan popped it open to reveal a suit of armor and she recognized the crest - it was the symbol of King Arthur and Camelot. Her fingers shook slightly as she stared at it, uncertain of what to name the strange feeling that had overtaken her. It was some odd mixture of fear, regret, and certainty.