[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]	[color=silver]"You don't know the differences until you find them - and if the dungeons were identical, that in itself has interesting ramifications - completely different societies, yet the same dungeon? Fascinating,"[/color] Megan argued to her brother. She always liked world building in novels and TV shows, and since arriving in this place, she had been thinking about the differences between this fairytale world and their home. She nodded slightly at her father's answer about Lancelot. She remembered liking Lancelot as a small child. And now knowing the story of Guinevere and Lancelot from the stories, Megan wondered whether Lancelot was her actual father and not Arthur. 

	The medical ward was interesting - dated, but not as dated as Megan had been expecting. It was very much giving her black-and-white horror movie vibes, with the 1930s technology mixed with witchcraft. Her eyes widened with a mixture of astonishment or glee as a marine leech was applied to a patient. [color=silver]"So cool,"[/color] Megan said.