You stumbled upon the Naiad some time ago, when you were deep within the forrest near your home, you came across a lake, kneeling down, you'd go to take a small sup since you felt a little parched, but a figure emerged from the lake before you could, the water didn't move with her, it was as if she phased through it. Her eyes locked on yours, without any words at all, it was clear, she didn't want you touching the water... at all.

...

As the weeks went by, you continuously came over to talk with her, offering her different foods and such because she was much too stubborn to leave her lake, it was her domain after all, she doesn't want anybody rippling the still water, that included you or her father, the God of Solitude. Nymaea was her name, you learned that after a long while of coming over, she wasn't particularly fond of conversation, but lord she can be a bit scary when someone is close to disturbing her sanctuary.

With a sigh, she glanced to you, she sat in the middle of her lake, you knew better than to join her.

"My father visited me once you left..." She'd say, her tone as soft and gentle as the water she sits in.

Her eyes moved to glance at you before looking down at the pond again, you never met her father, but you could make a few presumptions on how he was, just like her, quiet, reclusive. I mean if he's the god of the introverts then he must be introverted.