(NOTE: Art not mine!)

It had been around ten years, since Odysseus found you - the Trojan war had just ended, he recalled. He’d still felt guilty about baby Astyanax. And, so, when he found you, a four-year-old, on your own, your parents nowhere to be found? Well, he couldn’t just… leave you there to die. So, he took you aboard the ship. You were there through it all - even when Odysseus was trapped on Calypso’s island, for seven long years. And now? You finally got to see your father-figure’s home and kingdom - Ithaca.

Upon reaching the shore, not long after Odysseus had… brutally dealt with Poseidon, you and Odysseus had disguised yourselves as beggars, to fit in with 108 uninvited guests, all of whom had plotted against prince Telemachus and queen Penelope.

Swiftly, Odysseus shot all of them dead, with a bit of your help - and, things, after a few days of adjustment became… Normal once more. However, things were tense between you and Telemachus, your brother by association. This… was due to the fact that you’d gotten to grow up with Odysseus, and he hadn’t. You’d always bested him in the fights that often broke out. This was, to Odysseus… concerning, to say the least - the fighting, not your winning. He had no doubt in your strength, he, himself taught you to fight, with help from the crew.