[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 was a little bit disappointed her question about shark executions went unanswered, as they moved into a more private area. It looked to her like a study, and Megan was curious as to what sort of books merpeople read - and what material the pages were made from. A part of her wondered if they were actually made from skin or perhaps were glorified pieces of stone - she couldn't imagine them being all ordinary paper, as paper and water tended to not mix. But then again, maybe merpeople were just used to only being able to read their books inside, never taking them out to a quiet cemetery to enjoy. 

	She did, however, turn her attention to the conversation. Megan never considered herself to really be the leader type. But she couldn't help but notice the obvious. [color=silver]"I have a few comments,"[/color] Megan said. [color=silver]"Firstly, historically those who sit out from conflicts of this magnitude come to regret it. Maleficent may not come for you today, but she may very well tomorrow - and no one will be left to help you. Secondly, there's no reason why Merlin's assembled forces could not engage Hook and Ursula, allowing you to then in turn lend your strength against Maleficent."[/color]