Claiming:Camp/Lilly

Name: Lilly (previously Ebony Starkbright)

Gender: Female

God Parent: Poseidon

Mortal Parent: Previously Kyra DeLano, currently None

Appearance:

Lilly has long, silken hair that frames her face like a picture frame does a picture. except not square. Her skin is ashen pale with tiny freckles like her first mother, Kyra's, and her sparkly sea blue eyes exactly like Poseidon, her previous father and now her resurrector. She has long eyelashes and an innocent smile, with a slim frame and feet that fit in size three shoes.

Her eyes glitter with life and happiness, and her nose is the most prominent part of her face. She has thin bony cheeks and a rather prominent chin.

Personality:

Easy-going and generally laid-back, Lilly is an easy nymph to befriend. She prefers to be in the water than out, though sometimes you will find her taking a short stroll through the forest, or sitting on the shore of the lake, peacefully thinking, or watching the beautiful ripples of the shining waters. She loves to dive in and feel the rush of speed as you plunge into its depths, feeling the coolness against your skin. Even way back into times not remembered by anyone alive (except the gods and the rest of the nymphs maybe) daughters of Posiedon (and sons) have loved water.

It is hard to make her angry, because she prefers to avoid becoming angered whenever it can be avoided in any way. But sometimes if you insult her you will realise you have gone too far within about 30 seconds. She emits the most terrible, high pitched, angry shriek you will ever hear. You'll go away with at least a bad earache if you drive her to unleashing this advantage.

She is a very clever and wise nymph, having once been a demigod, but revived by the god Poseidon out of sadness and kindness combined.

History:

Lilly was once a demigod, born to Posiedon and a mortal named Kyra Alistan. Posiedon had met with Kyra while the two of them were swimming, coincidentally in the same lake. Kyra's ginger hair flying out behind her in an alluring way, and Posiedon's rippling muscles as he kicked out strongly to send him plunging deeper down... the two of them fell for each other immediately.

Posiedon thought hard before telling her how he felt about her; he had fallen for many women, and had lots of children that resided at Camp Half-Blood. Was it right to put this woman into that situation, as had happened to all the others? And why did he love her?At that moment, Kyra swam towards him, pointing upwards urgently.

She floated up and broke the surface, and Poseidon watched the elegant ripples she made with admiring eyes. He let himself float up to join her, and sparkling drops fell on Kyra as he too broke the surface.A splash fight ensued. Of course Posiedon won, with his godly ability to control water. A giggling Kyra rose up again from the wave he had just sent. Kyra had to take huge, deep breaths when she reached the surface; they were so deep it was as if she could have sucked the whole world's oxygen into her.Posiedon was about to inform her how much he loved her, or rather tell her. He was plucking up the courage when Kyra began to talk. "What's your name?" she asked brightly.

Poseidon had to think fast; he had expected this question, but hadn't come up with a fake name for himself yet. Of course he'd have to tell her who he really was someday; but he had a hunch that now wasn't the time."I am Ivan Poseidi." he lied, hoping she wouldn't see through his litle white lie. How could she? She was a mere mortal, she had no such power. He, of course, was too busy worrying to remember this fact.

"You are a great swimmer, Ivan." Kyra told him, still admiring his rippling muscles. "And I really like you." She sighed. "But I bet you don't want anything to do with me, Ivan. I was a fool." She began to sprint away, tears rolling down her pale cheeks, crying her heart out.Poseidon hated to see her crying. "Kyra, wait!" he called, his voice booming out as if from a speaker. Kyra turned, her eyes still shining with pearly tears. "I actually really like you, too, Kyra." confessed Poseidon. He thought he was betraying her by not telling her his true identity; but still he refrained from telling her, lest she no longer wanted to be with him.

So, Kyra and Poseidon fell in love. A very deep love, that involved many things that are undescribable. They would go swimming together every day, as they both shared their love for water and their desire to be in water whenever possible, whether it be lake, sea, bath, swimming pool or even the rain. Their hearts beat for two things; each other and water.

One rainy April afternoon, Kyra announced she couldn't swim anymore. Poseidon was shocked. What from here to Mount Olympus would stop this water-loving girl from swimming? He couldn't think of anything, Suddenly he gasped. What if it was... "Why?" he finally brought himself to ask, still wondering, but this time privately.

"I'm having a baby." replied Kyra calmly.

"So i was right..." gasped Poseidon, holding his hand to his mouth. "A baby..."

"Yes."

So, on the February of the next year, the twenty-sixth to be precise, their wonderful baby was born. It was a girl with a silken head of black hair. "Like yours, but black." commented Poseidon. It was then that the baby began to wail, and as her hands flailed madly, her right hand landed in her mother's cup of water. Suddenly the baby stopped crying.

"Ivan.." Kyra began.

Poseidon knew it was time. "Not Ivan, Poseidon." he corrected gently, studying Kyra's expression for any signs of anger. Instead he saw bewilderment.

"B-but I-Ivan, I mean P-Posiedon- wh-why didn't you t-tell me?" she stuttered, shaking violently.

"Please don't be angry, Kyra." pleaded Posiedon, his desperation showing in his sea-blue eyes.

"Angry?" asked Kyra. "Why would I be angry with you? I just wish you'd told me from the beginning..."

"I'm sorry." mumbled Poseidon, looking down at his feet.

The next day, Poseidon decided it was time to return to Mount Olympus, where he rightfully belonged.

"Kyra..." he began sadly. "I have to go back to Mount Olympus, where I truly belong."

Only a month later, Ebony (that's what they had called the baby) was taken home. Unfortunately Kyra lived on a hill above the lake, and only 10 months later, she fell in, and being 1 year old, she drowned. Kyra wept over the spot for days. Poseidon also mourned for his lost daughter, from Mount Olympus. The seas were still as he sat mourning, as if the sea were mourning silently too.

Posiedon, 20 years after the tragic events, decided he should bring his daughter back as a lake nymph, to give her another shot at life. So Lilly the lake nymph came to be.

Weapons: Just a spear she found at the bottom of the lake.