[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 didn't mind the closeness of the crocodile - it was rather adorable, and the fact that it could easily kill her yet chose not to only made her most interested in the creature. She waved the crocodile off slightly though, as they had to head deeper into the woods in order to scout out ahead and figure out their plan of attack. Megan was a bit surprised to see that they would be the ones in the scouting party - not that she minded, but in most stories, the scouts tended to be unnamed characters. But then again, this seemed to be a different genre of story than the ones she was thinking about. 

	As they walked into the woods, Megan heard the sound of birds nearby - and what seemed to be the chittering of monkeys. She was mostly concerned about snakes and other venomous creatures. While it would be a fascinating death, she was not planning on venturing to the underworld - not today, at least. So she continued to make her way through the brush, keeping her eyes open for anything out of place.