Name: Kero<br/><br/>Gender: Male<br/><br/>Age: appears to be 21<br/><br/>Abilities: turning to pure liquid form, levitating above the lake, can control water particularly the lake, can talk underwater<br/><br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/White_snow_by_heise_zps4aaaefee.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Kero was resting in the lake beneath the sometimes frothy surface. It was nearly time. Nearly time to awaken again. He rested very little but when he did rest it could be for days at a time. Soon he awoke and moved through the lake waters like nothing. He was pure liquid right now. His form indistinguishable. He broke through the surface of the lake. His watery form rising above the lake and casting about a soft mist. He was now levitating above the lake waters. Studying the surroundings. It near impossible to tell this water form above the lake waters was a male. Sitting down on the lake waters and just floating there. He sensed someone behind him and "fell apart" into the waters. Rising up again with his hand first. Peering out with just the top of his head looking at the woman. He rose a bit more. Studying her. She seemed lonely. He was used to being alone. What made a woman so lonely?<br/><br/>He rose up and stood literally in the deep middle of the lake. Standing up on the waters and walked to the edge of it. He could leave the lake for periods of times but he needed to return to it at times or he would grow ill. He stood on the lake edge and looked at her. Just standing there while water trickled down his form. "Who are you? What brings you to the Lake of Camelot?" he asked. Not realizing that the days were more modern. He just knew Camelot once stood in these grounds. He looked at her. His clothing dry like he hadn't just come upwards from the lake and been in it.