Lycaon (father of Pandarus)

“men of wealth, that drink the dark water of Aesepus, even the Troes, these again were led by the glorious son of LycaonLyLy, PandarusPaPa, to whom Apollo himself gave the bow. And they that held Adrasteia and the land of Apaesus, and that held Pityeia and the steep mount of Tereia,”

“So would many a one of Achaeans and Trojans speak. But Athene entered the throng of the Trojans in the guise of a man, even of LaodocusLaLa, son of Antenor, a valiant spearman, in quest of god-like PandarusPaPa, if haply she might find him. And she found LycaonLyLy's son, peerless and stalwart,”

“But when the glorious son of LycaonLyLy was ware of him as he raged across the plain and drove the battalions in rout before him, forthwith he bent against the son of Tydeus his curved bow, and with sure aim smote him as he rushed onwards upon the right shoulder on the plate of his corselet; through this sped the bitter arrow”

“and held straight on its way, and the corselet was spattered with blood. Over him then shouted aloud the glorious son of LycaonLyLy: Rouse you, great-souled Trojans, ye goaders of horses. Smitten is the best man of the Achaeans, and I deem he will not for long endure the mighty shaft, if in very truth the king,”

“and the horses he gave to his comrades to drive to the ships. But Aeneas was ware of him as he made havoc of the ranks of warriors, and went his way along the battle amid the hurtling of the spears in quest of godlike PandarusPaPa, if so be he might anywhere find him. He found the son of LycaonLyLy, goodly and valiant,”

“and I deemed that I should send him forth to Aïdoneus, yet I subdued him not; verily he is some wrathful god. And horses have I not at hand, neither car whereon I might mount—yet in LycaonLyLy's halls, I ween, there be eleven fair chariots, new-wrought, new-furnished, with cloths spread over them;”

“and so lead the Trojans in mighty conflicts. Howbeit I hearkened not— verily it had been better far!—but spared the horses lest in the multitude of men they should lack fodder, they that were wont to eat their fill. So I left them, and am come on foot to Ilios, trusting in my bow;”