I thought I'd try something more heroic, if that's Okay? It may have to change, depending on whether we're Trojan or Greek, but...

[hider=Ambrus of the Owl and Dove]
Name: Ambrus
Epithets: Of the Owl and Dove, the laughing giant
Age: 26
Appearance: Not Greek at all, red hair and pale skin, cause many to denounce him as a barbarian from foreign lands.(That's before he's bought them a drink and told them a hilarious story involving himself, a maid, and a porcupine). Though he cuts his hair short(ish) in the Greek fashion, dresses in a brilliant white tunic, (literally, it's [i]always[/i] white, no-one knows how he does it.) though his arms are adorned with golden rings, won from the many battles he's fought in (apparently), and a single, winding tattoo up left arm (his sword arm, he's left handed) further indicating his barbarian origin. Of course, what most people notice is his height, he's about 6ft, which, in the day, was f****** HUGE! BY virtue of his height, he is also quite broad, but not beastly, more of a rugby flanker kind of build. His shield is adorned with a brass owl in the centre, while his helmet has a brass dove just above the nose guard.

Personality: A shameless flirt, a charismatic captain, the best laugh for miles around, if you'd want to fight for anyone, it's this guy. It takes him the length of a cup of wine and an amusing anecdote to get past those sensibility's regarding his barbarian appearance. They may not be true stories, and that wine may be a little stronger than expected, but hey, we're all having a good time! In battle, he's the same as at the table, laughing and joking from his vantage point over everyone's heads, it's really quite unnerving. However, he is also quite cocky, which really ticks some people off, and, most of all, insecure. He befriends people because he needs the validation they bring to his life, without them, he is nothing. Being kicked out of his original band of warriors really shook him up, almost to the point of going mad, but he recovered fast.

Bio: Not much is known of the strange man from the west, mostly only stories coming through. They say he travelled to mount Olympus to woo Aphrodite with his wit and charm, and succeeded in winning her favour by pledging for the Trojans. As her favour, she laid a golden dove on his helmet, so that wile he wore it, his judgment would never be clouded by wine or battle rage. He then went to see Athena, and won her affection through his battle skill and stories, and pledged to fight for the Greeks. As her favour, she laid a golden owl upon his shield, so that it would always find the next blow, no matter where it might fall. However, as he turned to leave, she saw the dove as he put on his helmet. She was not happy. She laid a curse on him that his skin would forever be as white as the snow on mount Olympus, and his hair as red as the fires of Hades. Or so the story goes. He arrived to fight for Troy, some say as a mercenary, others because it was Aphrodite who forgave him his betrayal. He fought and drank and made friends, and soon commanded many men through the sheer quality of his character, and the strength of his arm. Anyway, what wouldn't a man give, to fight beside a man who holds the hearts of two goddesses in his palm, their place in history assured.

On his real history, yes, he was a barbarian, a Briton warrior, he travelled the world, looking for money and loot and women. Born Aed, son of Aiden, son of Drust, he was arguably the smallest in his family, or his tribe, for that matter. instead of his sword, he used another way to get respect, his words. When he was a young boy, Aed would lead a pack of other boys, often, they did the fighting for him, though he was still a barbarian, so he got more than his faire share of violence. As he grew older, he learned that the more women you had, the more people seemed to respect him, and it wasn't long before he put the information to good use. Eventually, he outgrew his small hill fort, and made his name the only way a barbarian can, as a mercenary. He picked up the languages required on the road, and soon had a close circle of admirers. But luck turned against him. They were captured by a Hittite warship while they were raiding along the striates of Salamis (the Cypriot one). He, along with his comrades, were to be executed. He was offered a choice, his life, or the lives of all 50 of his men. He chose his. It would have been set to look like a daring escape, had not their support ship arrived and scared off the Hittite vessel. Cast out and abhorred for his betrayal, he changed his name to Ambrus, and set off to make a new life...in Troy. 

Skills: He swing his sword like a barbarian, and can throw a javelin as well as the next man, he's a terror on the battlefield. Like any charismatic hero, he plays the lyre, mostly sad melodies about loss of a homeland. Despite most peoples expectations, he's actually quite an accomplished sailor, and would give any Carthaginian admiral a run for his money,(he learnt this skill from his many voyages across the Mediterranean as a mercenary, plotting the stars for something to do. Also, the ladies love a romantic story based in the sky)  

Greatest Strength: His charisma, he will be remembered for his silver tongue and honeyed words. 

Greatest Flaw: His overwhelming arrogance, of course. But most of all, if things ain't going well, he ain't sticking around. It's all good to laugh and joke when you're winning, but when your life is on the line, that's a different story. Faced with real, actual death, there's no heroic last stand for this guy, he is out of there, or curled up in the foetal position, he'll sell out anyone to save his own hide. He's not cowardly per say, but in battle, like life, it's all about number one.
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Also, what did people want to be, Trojan or Greek? I'd rather be Trojan, personally, but whatever.

P.S. Stheno is awesome