Name: Trowa Barton
              Age: 15
              Ethnic origin: Unknown
              Place of origin: L3 colony cluster
              Height: 160 cm
              Weight: 44 kg
              Eye color: Dark green
              Hair color: Brown
               
               Trowa Barton, definetly the most mysterious  out of the 5 Gundam Pilots, also one of the
              lonliest!
               When Trowa is not piloting his Gundam, Heavyarms, he's working with a travelling circus.
              One of the greatest mysteries about Trowa is the question of  'is Catherine actually Trowa's sister?' I hear the truth is revealed in episode zero!
               An interesting fact about Trowa is that Trowa isn't actually his name! For the first bunch of years in the life of Trowa he was refered to as no-name. All this is also revealed in episode zero.
               Trowa was perceived as being the perfect soldier because he didn't have a reason to live but  the truth was Trowa hated that. The fact that he had no one to protect. You can easily sympathize with him (poor guy).

               
              Trowa with his famous circus mask with that famous expression (begging for his death).

              Trowa on being betrayed by the colonies:
              It doesn’t matter how it happened, but the colonies have teamed up with OZ, and we have to keep in mind that it does mark the end of a war.  At the same time it means our missions have come to an end. From our point of view it’s disappointing that the colonies we’ve been fighting for have changed their perspective, that’s what happens in wars. We’ve got no choice but to
              accept it, the only question left is what happens to the remaining soldiers? What happens within our hearts? With us gundam pilots we were completely trained to be soldiers before we even realised it. When you put everything into a battle, you think you can change the times all by yourself. You’re not the only one who feels that way, we all do. But the kinder you are the bigger toll it takes on you. We have to fight with ourselves , in our hearts, and we have to do it harshly in order to come to the right conclusions, even if it means our battles, that they are meaningless. We have to acknowledge the facts. That the five of us have become nothing more than redundant soldiers, so now lets accept it.