[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 intrigued to learn this detail from her brother. Her eyes darted over at him, wondering for a moment how much of her brother was left - and how much had been replaced by the person he had been here. She felt much the same as when she had entered this world, albeit with the caveat that she now accepted her status as the heir of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere. But the moment passed, as her brother then tried to tease her about receiving a scar from a pig. [color=silver]"A [i]boar[/i], brother dear,"[/color] Megan said. [color=silver]"And should anyone find it so amusing, perhaps I could arrange for them to have an up close encounter with a boar. They don't have the reputation of, say, a lion - but that's not their fault."[/color]

	Had she not had her memories restored, Megan might have been surprised at Arthur's ease with her more sour demeanor - but she had always been like this, even back in Camelot. She nodded at his comment about how she might get a scar while fighting Maleficent - a girl could dream. 

	They returned to camp, and it looked like not much had happened since they had left. Megan noticed for a moment how the firelight caught in Sierra's hair, but she didn't say anything. [color=silver]"Unfortunately, hardly a scratch,"[/color] Megan said to Sierra.