Independent Nazzar Avopo

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“Have you ever wanted to leave a legacy? To be remembered? To matter?”​

NAME: Nazzar Avopo

NICKNAME: Naz

PROFESSION: Mercenary

FACTION: Independent

RANK: -

SPECIES: Keshian

AGE: 23

GENDER: Male

HEIGHT: 1.9 Meters

WEIGHT: 90.7 KG

FORCE SENSITIVE: Untrained Force Sensitive

APPEARANCE:

Naz is tall with a wiry athletic build and pale white skin. His eyes are large, and strangely colored, their color difficult to pin down. Dark brown locks are in a perpetual state of messy/bedhead. His body is covered in faded scars, including a more prominent one across his right cheek.

ATTRIBUTES:
As a former Mercenary, Naz has a wide range of combat training, and his body is in great shape. His strength, flexibility, speed, and endurance are all high.

However, due to his upbringing, he lacks a formal education which rears its head at times with a complete lack of knowledge about certain common things. Especially when it comes to computers.

He makes up for this with a powerful intuition that allows him to see into the intentions of many of those around him. It is made even stronger with his connection with the force.

Yet this creates a problem in that he can often be overwhelmed by stimuli, and when it gets too strong it rears its head as paranoia.

Due to training, his species, and force connection his sight is far above normal, able to spot even the slightest of details from far away, or things that would otherwise be hidden. He utilizes this to great effect in combat, and between this and his intuition it makes him rarely miss when he can take aim.

Sadly, this means his eyes are quite susceptible to sudden flashes of light, or a large amount of quickly changing color.


PERSONALITY:
Nazzar is a product of violence. He has no trouble with crime going on around him, and rarely thinks twice about it: Unless it is is his current job. He seeks to leave a legacy, to be remembered. As a person, he makes quick judgements about things and tends to stick with what he feels as truth. Slow to anger, but quick to use force when needed. He is often sidetracked by self-doubt and paranoia. The man uses a mask of humor, and professionalism to hide behind. However, once he takes a mission, no amount of credits or fear will make him change his employer, or cause him to step down.

BIOGRAPHY:
Orphaned at a young age, his childhood was one of pain, starvation, abuse, and a constant fight for survival. Koda Station was not an easy place to survive. At the age of thirteen he was picked up by a mercenary group, the Midnight Dewbacks and grew up in constant battle across many distant worlds. They trained him as a pilot and honed his marksmanship. Everything they felt he needed to learn, he learned from them. He left his past behind, learned all he could, took knocks and got back up time and again. Through all his adventures and misadventures, he learned to feel where to go, what to do, and this sense guided him out of countless perils.

At the age of twenty he lost his best friend in a skirmish, and in despair he left the Midnight Dewbacks behind. The young man ended up on Woostri, and in an attempt to stabilize his life, he traded his skills to the local security force. For three years he served in this capacity to the best of his abilities. Countless criminals and pirates fell to his blaster. Yet, the young man longed for more. He looked to the galaxy and saw all the planets he still wished to see, all the things he had yet to do. As he looked at his lift, it was simplistic. He worked and went home. No family, no friends, no true sense of purpose. Even after all of this, he still didn’t belong. Was it wrong to want to be a legend? Was it wrong to want to be remembered? Was it wrong to have desires of your own? He didn’t know the answers yet; But he would in time. It was time to set out once more. This time he would find something that could honestly be his. Once more, he went into the world of the Mercenary. This time, he wasn't just aiming to survive; Now, he aimed to be the best.


SKILLS:

Combat: Experienced - With a decade of experience in combat, there are few things he doesn't know how to do. But there is room to improve.
- Heavy Weapons
- Explosives
- Demolitions
- Brawling Style Hand to Hand (No formal combat style)
- Knives
- Blasters

Tactics: Trained - While not a tactical genius by any stretch, he is as well trained as many officers and able to come up with strategy on the fly.

Pilot: Trained - He is no ace pilot. However, he is well trained and able to fly almost anything.

Marksmanship: Expert - There are few that can best his draw speed and accuracy.

Force Abilities: - Completely untrained in the force, he doesn't even understand he is utilizing it.

- Force Sense – Intuitive (Untrained, but able to use to a degree)

- Force Sight – Intuitive (Untrained, but able to use to a degree)

- Lightsaber Combat: Untrained (None)

GEAR:

BW-713 Blackhand Heavy Blaster Pistol

CDEF Blaster Pistol

Armor Blast Vest


ROLE-PLAYS:

Totally Legal Deliveries, In a Very Law-abiding Place​

RELATIONSHIPS: None - Yet

SHIP: None - Yet

DROIDS: None - Yet

PETS: None - Yet

KILLS:
None

COMBAT:
None

OOC: Critique is welcome. Open to all ideas, and actively looking for stories.