Pete was a bulky, dusty old sword. He was unpolished but sturdy, not particularly bright by anyone's standards but a relatively good worker (when he put his mind to it... and the odds weren't against him...)
Pete was big, oversized, awkward with his weight like a broadsword being swung this way and that, haphazardly, held by a child. He was all intent and no execution, was filled purpose and empty action.
Pete was getting old, old enough to remember a time before Disney Castle and "King Mickey." He's aging, another useless relic with too much dust and too few scars.