Epic Crewsona
In the server with @urpaperboy & @stxph-artist rn, we just listened to all of Epic and decided to create crewsonas because,, well because it's fun. This is Phaedrus from Ithaca, he was one of those 600 men.
I'd like to imagine he's a simple man. He took over the household pretty early on as the eldest son, after his father passed in the line of duty. He mourned him, but I think he took solace in being able to look after and raise his siblings well. He's a competent fighter, favoring close ranged combat, though he excels more in survival skills and botanical knowledge. He's educated of course, but certainly no deeply inquiring mind.
He liked sparring with his brothers, and teaching his sister to read. He was good at cooking, could tell one hell of a joke, and rumor has it, he once ate a whole live fish on a dare and choked- That is to say, he was down for anything.
As for his philosopher, that was a classic case of opposites attract. I thinker, and a hands-on man. Some lovers say they see each other in the morning sunrise, in shimmering bodies of water, in fragrant flowers. But Phaedrus felt his lover in every challenge. Every moment that made his heart race, he remembered every debate they had. With the heat on his face, he recalled the way his love's expertly crafted phrases brought blood to his face. Cut and bruise and scar a reminder of fingertips etched over his arms. Fingernails raking his shoulders. Phaedrus, and his brilliant paramore.
