Name: Leroy Nezhno
Nickname: Leroy
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: A man of few words, but much laughter; he is serious and wise when the time calls for it, but spends more time with a broad smile on his face. Quiet, reliable, chivalrous, and brave; his greatest weaknesses are his stubborness and pride, leading many to think he is arrogant (though he's usually just frustrated). A true warrior philosopher, who spends as much time training his mind as he does his body. He has a tendency to bottle up negative emotions, which can lead to outbursts of rage that, while rare, can be extremely dangerous.
History(?):
Leroy has been at Camp Half-Blood since he was eleven years old, from a relatively well off family, having recieved quality education at one of the top private educational institutes and being well cared for. When the call came, however, he immediately put his foster family above his lavish lifestyle, deciding without qualms to go the Camp Half-Blood. Despite the change in lifestyle, Leroy has thrived in his new environment. Now a young man of 19 years, well-liked and trusted by campers and staff alike, he is a seasoned fighter and camper. However, after 8 years in camp, Leroy has begun to look to new frontiers to explore, though no one knows what he might be planning.
No one quite knows his ethnicity (including himself); however, his tanned skin and dark, monolid eyes suggest at least a mostly asiatic influence. His surname, though not his real name, is Russian, leading many to believe his ancestors might have belonged on the tundra of Siberia or the steppes of central Asia.
Weapon:
Leroy prefers swordsmanship, considering it the most artful and gentlemanly of all weapons (his pride, of course). However, though he is a decent swordsman, his true talent comes with pure brawling. Kicking, punching, grappling, choking - he is a master of unarmed combat and is relentless and brutal to his enemies (though he is much more relaxed when sparring and training). His skill in martial arts makes his occasional outbursts even more dangerous, as simply disarming him does little to stop his destructive ability; if anything, he is more capable without a weapon.
God/Goddess Parent:
Though he is usually quite benign and well-tempered, he is a son of the volatile and violent Ares, god of war. His violent fits and efficient killing power (even unarmed) are demonstrations of his ancestry, and it is rumored that he has experienced the fabled "wrath of Ares" at least twice.