Lo: Can I show what type of character my god is?

I looked up from my wine and started walking around my lonely hut. Patroklos is off fighting for those selfish Greeks while I’m home alone. Who does he think he is, I would let the Greeks suffer, and they deserve it.

Then I saw a small figure dancing and prancing elegantly around the battle field swiftly, hoplites bowing at her feet. Her pearl white dress was glowing. Big round eyes gleaming like a Lapis Lazuli. Her arms were swinging side to side. Her cheeks were Rosie red and hot. She approached me with a welcoming smile. She spoke. Her warm voice soothing. “ Fight”

“W w why”

“ Fight for the Greeks you will get your prize”

“Why! Agamemnon stole my Brisis, I am not putting my Myrmidons in danger for HIM! They fight for me not him and we were allies until he stole my Brisis, my myrmidons WOULD  be fighting for him IF HE HAD RESPECT FOR ME!!!

“ Do it for me and for you. Your ships are burning and you don’t care! You will get stranded if you don’t fight. Patroklos may be doing it for you now but if you don’t get out there and help him he will die!”

She puffed her hair and skipped off with armour in her place.