Eli's eyes were wide as could be, she saw the figure rise from the water a mist forming around it. It was almost surreal, there was no way a guardian of the lake was here. But there he was walking along the water as if it was no feat at all. One would expect nothing less from a guardian.  But why here of all places? Questions began to fill her head to the point she could think of nothing. Silence echoed in her mind, the droplets falling around him, catching the sunlight making them sparkle along his flesh. His clothing torn in some places hanging from his body.<br/><br/>The sight of flesh made Eli's cheek's flush a shade of pink. She swallowed hard as he walked closer to her. Soon he looked as dry as if he had never touched water, or had been it for that matter. "This is the lake of Camelott?" it came out more of a question. What had she just run into? Before anymore question's filled her head she tried to at least give this guardian her name. "It's Eli, what's yours?" she asked her voice soft. But as she looked at him all she could hear in her mind were her grandmother's words.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Long ago a great witch from our family. She lived a historic and wondrous life, but it was not an easy path. For all Witches from our family are great, but there is always a price one way or another. You must figure out your price  for our Fore Mother Morrgian La  Fay it was her innocence, given to her brother. Bringing along her brother's death  by his own son. But she daughter's by other father tis where our line is from."</span>She would say the memory errie now as she looked at the lake guardian. If this was real what else was real from all those stories.