Name: Anton Nova
Faction: Republic
Rank: Private
Species: Human
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 198 pounds
Eyes: Deep Green
Hair: Golden Blond
Skin: Pale
Credits: 1000 Credits
Distinguishing Marks: A slash across his back that goes from his left shoulder all the way down in a diagonal line to his right hip. He earned this slash from a duel with his father. Also on his right bicep his father engraved the word DIE which remains a scar to this very day.
Dominate Hand: Ambidextrous
Force Sensitive: No
Strength: Anton is very strong from years of enduring beatings and fights that have molded him into an agressive and powerful man he is today. He is able to take a lot of pain from much expierence to it, but a man can only take so much. His muscles are toned from years of practicing to defeat his father for his cruelty.
Dexterity: Anton is fast and accurate with weapons he specializes with and is fast on his feet, but he isn't too agile. He has strong legs that allow him to run long distance, but when it comes to how fast he is he is in between slow and fast.
Constitution: Anton is extremely healthy, but had a childhood of various diseases that he managed to overcome, and rarely faces anymore. He always has at least one bruise, but that doesn't really slow him down.
Intelligence: Anton is more of a brute then intelligent, but he is intelligent in tactics and military.
Wisdom: In it comes to tactics, yes, but anything else, no. Anton has studied wars and tactics vigourously for as long as he can remember. It always seemed to fascinate him, and made him thrive to be strong and a soldier.
Charisma: Anton may be able to persuade or lead every now and then, but he hasn't had any expierence at it as he hasn't met many people besides his family so he is a little shy and is a follower currently.
Skills:
Anton knows how to smash some heads together in a fight or take a couple punches, but his strength isn't all he depends on. He is also an expert of weapons. Usually blaster rifles, blaster pistols, and other light weaponry and not the heavy stuff. He likes to modify weapons and enjoys spraying out some blaster bolts with them.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Anton can rely on his strength and weapon expertness and can endure a lot. Anton isn't too wise or intelligent when it doesn't come to fighting and weapons, and he also can't really lead in most situations, but at least he's working on trying to become a better leader, and hopes and believes he will in the future.
Gear:
Armor
Blaster Rifle
2 Blaster Pistols
1 Combat Knife
Ships: None
Personality: Anton isn't too social, and distrusts most people. He isn't too friendly, and is more of the serious types. He doesn't enjoy many jokes, but from time to time with a good friend he may laugh a bit. Anton is a bit quiet, angry at most times, but he can get along with some people. At times of battle he is brave and follows orders.
History:
Anton Nova was born on Naboo to Azriel and Katara Nova. He was the oldest of 3 sons. His mother and father, who were once lovers, grew to despise each other. As he was growing up he would often listen in on his parents fights and their threats against each other. Azriel was becoming a drunkard all the time and moved the family to a small farming community, where he wanted to establish a family farm, and use the kids as workers for free. Katara was fully against and told Azriel daily.
One Night, when Anton was 8, Azriel came home late, drunker than ever. Katara gave him a earful, but Azriel only dragged himself to his blaster pistol, and foreced Katara to beg for mercy at his feet. He offered her a chance to live. He forced her to sleep with him, something they hadn't done since they had their last son. Katara, dejectedly, did as he told. Anton had been spying on the two the whole time, and he watched as hours later, Azriel dragged Katara out of the room.
She was crying and screaming, but Azriel had decided to kill her anyway. He called all 3 of his sons into the room to watch with depressed and agonized looks on their face as he shot their mother 3 times in the head. Her body was disposed of beneath the farm, and the nexy day Azriel began to cut off the kids from all their education and schooling and social life. Anton no longer was able to study war at his school, which angered him a lot. He hated his father for all the vile things he had done.
Anton and his brothers began to work on the farm. They worked for hours at a time, and were often told to sleep outside because it would make them adept to the farm or so their father said. Anton grew tireless of this life at the age of 11, and led a rebellion against his father with his fellow brothers.
They failed, and darker times were ahead of them because of it. Daily, they were beaten to insure they never did such a thing again. Anton got the beatings the worst. He was whipped and sometimes cut slightly in each. Bruises littered his bodies, and his limbs ached as he tended the crops. His hatred for his father was often shown way too much, resulting in more and more beatings.
At the age of 13, his father grew to drink more and longer. He proclaimed he was bored of the beatings. The children grew hopeful it would all end, but when their hope rose, it was smashed to the floor. He created a form of entertainment for himself, which was fighting his kids. He would give whichever son he fought the chance to fight back, to make it a little more interesting and fair. But Azriel was a brute and a force to be reckoned with. Neither son could take him down.
Anton began to work out when he was supposed to be sleeping so in the future he could stand against his father and free his brothers and avenge his mother. His muscles grew larger as he prepared himself for the final battle. But helping with the crops also gave him some strength and allowed him time to think, and plot.
When Anton turned 17 he began to sneak out, and travel into the nearest city. He decided not to speak of the ways his father treated him, as most wouldn't believe him, because his father was quite popular in the city for his time spent in the cantina. Anton also, always decided to return because he had vowed to avenge his mother. When he snuck out he also met a few men who offered to help train him in fighting and weaponry. The men believed Anton when he told his stories about his fathers, and wanted him to be able to fight him.
For 3 years Anton trained with this kind men, visting them often and studying weapons, war, and fighting styles. When he saw them it was a time of peace, freedom, and friendship as he hadn't spoken to anyone but his brothers and father in years. Anton was turning 20 now, and his father intended to use him until his death, along with his other brothers.
Azriel discovered about how Anton began to sneak out, and planned to give him the worst punishment he had dealt out to any of his sons. He took Anton and slashed his back, letting the blood spew out and trickle down his back. Then he grabbed his arm and encarved the word DIE with his blade. He was going to carry the punishment on, and do worse damage, but anton fought back.
Anton grabbed his father's blade. Azriel slid his second one from its place at his side, and a duel ensued. Their blades clashed, and the battle raged on for hours. Both of them grew tired and suffered from minor bruises and cuts, and wanted to give up, but continued to fight. Anton grew angrier and angrier as terrible memories were brought back to him, and he saw that night his mother died once more. His blade moved faster, and his endurance grew. Finally, his blade sliced through his father's head, and the head rolled off to the floor. He had won.
Anton and his brothers escaped that terrible farm, and stole their fathers credits, possesions, and ship and left to explore the galaxy. They only traveled to a bigger city on Naboo, and spent a year together, recovering from the shock of what had happened. They found work, and earned some credits and finally started their lives. But three years later Anton decided it was time to become a soldier and left to join the Republic.
Kills: None
Dueling Ring Matches: None
Grand Tournament Matches: None
RP’s: None