[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] Rapunzel's Tower 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	[i]How have you been?[/i] It was a simple question, but one that Megan was at first not certain how to answer. She was staring at the man who had helped to raise her, and while biologically had not been her father, had at least been an uncle of sorts. This was the man who had trained her to be a knight. This was the man who, according to the stories, would win over the heart of her mother and help to destroy the marriage of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere. It was somewhat fascinating, knowing the tales, yet looking at Lancelot and just seeing the good knight, the kind uncle, a member of her family rather than the means of its destruction. 

	[color=silver]"I'm fine,"[/color] Megan settled on. [color=silver]"I... am a healer who studies the dead, in the land I come from,"[/color] Megan offered, translating [i]medical examiner[/i] into terms Lancelot - and indeed the others - may understand. [color=silver]"I studied fencing and I now possess excalibur. I... I fancy women. I have a brother, who uncovers secrets to help the innocent. And I do not intend to return to that other land again."[/color] Her words felt awkward, but it was important to her now that these people know her - that her mother and father and honorary uncle knew her.