Wanted: Noviac Caligo

[Noviac Caligo]

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• Body: Well-built Musculature
• Height: 5'11" ft. // 1.83 m.
• Weight: 186 lbs. // 84.37 kg.
• Hair Color: White Blonde
• Eye Color: Light Blue
• Complexion: Warm
• Features:
○ Cybernetics:
◘ While well-learned in the subjects of modern technologies and medicinal practice, Noviac has always hesitated to indulge in bio-mechanical pursuits; instead, he opts for exterior augments to improve his abilities, such as power suits or mobility-enhancing equipment.
◘ Often mistaken for a cybernetic implant, Noviac wears a small, innocuous metal plate over the front of his nose, like a plug. Rather than serving any meaningful purpose, however, he simply uses it to disguise his crooked, flaring nostril.
○ Piercings:
◘ Nova's left ear is pierced with a single, large, heavy iron hoop; while most keenly assume or observe it to be some cultural icon, fetish, or sense of fashion from some distant planet - rather, it was a simple piece of trash, found in some rustic alley. Caligo took a liking to it after using it as an impromptu knuckle to smash an assailant's teeth in.
○ Scars:
◘ Despite his unruly, aggressive lifestyle, Noviac has remained largely untouched by lasting wounds on his journey - this largely in part due to his fanatical obsession with ever-increasing heavy armor. Nonetheless, he has succeeded in collecting a few scars, mostly sparse webbed patches of burnt skins, left by scraping blaster bolts, or the classical jagged mounds, left by slashing daggers. Most notable, however, would be along his abdomen: the unmistakable trace of a lightsaber, dragged through his gut.
○ Tattoos:
◘ Nova only has a single set of tattoos, one widely visible as they rest upon his forehead: three dots, side-by-side, serving no apparent purpose other than to draw slightly more attention than necessary. This would be correct; in fact, they are the reminder of a particular half-plastered night where he attempted to get his face blasted with tattoos ... only to break the artist's nose minutes later.
• Playby:
○ Profile: Marko Djurdjević
○ Armor: Robbie McSweeny
• Theme: Ludwig the Accursed & Holy Blade (Bloodborne: The Old Hunters)
• Credits:
○ Font: Capture It by Magique Fonts
○ Text: font-generator.com
• Voice Sample: Blake Ritson (Hawkwood the Deserter, Dark Souls 3)

• Personality:
As his master once observed, Noviac Caligo has continuously demonstrated a simple-minded path of behavior, one silver-lined seemingly solely by instinct and basic comprehension of direction; it's been a continuous source of debate among his partners - whether or not his own basic responses can be chalked up to stupidity, or a discreet subversion of potential unnecessary complicity. One thing is for certain, however: Nova doesn't seem to reflect on it much. When time calls for subtlety, he walks through the front door; when a mission requires the bombastic ... he walks through the front door. He prizes conservation of effort over efficiency, a trait which has ultimately left him lost beneath the sea of more ambitious peers, but deeply treasured by those who recognize his continuous efficiency; at least, until his dogma of straight-forwardness leads him into all unfathomable sorts of trouble. He rarely acts upon the concept of empathy; he weighs the cause and effect, measuring his actions in the probability, and impact, of the consequences. So maybe to some degree, yes, some of his late master's wisdom may have rubbed off of him, from sheer osmosis if anything; however, the durability of his resistance to change, and overall apathy to his surroundings had led him into a hole that few have ever successfully crawled back from.
• Appearance:
Perhaps the most accurate description of Noviac, at least as far as he's ever heard, would promptly summarize him as a, quote, "Fist, with hair stapled on." Indeed, to some degree Nova does appear as such, curtly stuffed into bulky, lead-lined suits of armor, with a ragged mop of sparse hair often blowing wildly, as he mindlessly lumbers into whatever carnage lay ahead. However, there are hints of sophistication in his attire - at least, when he is outside of battle. He covets the abstract, the alien; he prizes wealth and mythology, the occult, the obscure. Few would ever see him as anything other than a crazed mystic or snake oil salesman outside of his normal profession, often lined with ornate chains, bizarre lanterns, and twisting fetishes dangling from his shoulders, his body swaddled in various, tattered, and exotic cloth - the manner in which these wrap to form a robe the sole betrayal of his history as the lone surviving padawan of the esoteric and arcane Master Tothla Mor'mala in the distant, misty swamps of Naboo ... this as much as they demonstrate his wild and chaotic unpredictability - that which is borderline on the insane and volatile.

• Family:
○ Tomias Rollweil, Father - An isolated and shadowy figure in Noviac's past, he has only managed to meet his reclusive father; even then, he is forced to question its legitimacy. His father is notoriously secluded and mysterious and, wondering if he has ever truly met the man, Noviac has long since abandoned his mission to chase this stranger's tail across the Galaxy ... one which has led him, often, to the most unlikely, and dangerous, locations.
○ Sondra Caligo, Mother - The fleeting life of his life, his mother was the sole source of comfort to his ailing childhood, and the source of his many underhanded traits; while they were both poor, she taught him to survive at the expense of others at an early age, and heavily ingrained within him the telltale apathy for their plight and the religious awareness of their far-reaching consequences. She's been imprisoned on Coruscant for the last twelve years.
○ Fester Caligo, Uncle - Nova has long since doubted the legitimacy of Fester's claims of their relation, for he is as much like his mother as a rancor a monkey-lizard. Nonetheless, it is undeniable that he helped keep Nova alive since his mother's sudden, and tragic imprisonment ... though, whether it was out of pure kindness, or a sense of economic gain, Noviac can never be certain. Nonetheless, Fester remains one of Noviac's closest contacts, often operating to bail him out of difficult situations for monetary gain ... and so long as there is no risk to himself.
• Friends:
○ TBA
• Associates:
○ TBA
• Enemies:
○ TBA
• Factions:
○ The Confederacy of Independent Systems (CIS) - TBA
Rank: Marshal
• Masters:
○ Tothla Mor'mala, the Swamp Hag - An old recluse that dwells within the Oobayu bog on Naboo. Once an accomplished Jedi Master, Tothla retreated to the isolation of the marshes many decades ago, after the death of her padawan. Disillusioned with the Order, she craved isolation, and though once a bright, and rather sarcastic character, her grievances slowly drew her, and the mire around her, deeper into the Dark Side, until all was corrupted by rot and malice.
• Apprentices:
○ None
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[Noviac Caligo]

(+) Transient: Since a very early age, Noviac has maintained a transitory lifestyle - one which has allowed him to visit, and explore, a wealth of different planets and cultures; thus, despite his overwhelmingly conservative behavior, he tends to surprise with the depth of his understanding in relation to the various lifestyles and expectations of those whom he encounters on his travels, as well as some prevalent languages. This does not mean he is spared from bitterly recalling past experiences - rather, it means there are very few encounters in the greater Core Worlds and other spacious regions that he will be overwhelmingly unprepared for.
(+) Survivalist: Even before he lost his mother, Nova was preparing for the inevitable day he would have to encounter this cold and harsh Galaxy all alone; though poor, his mother did all she could to instill a generous education, ranging from intermediate technological knowledge to emergency first aid and medicinal know-how, even with some extensive exploration into botany and anatomy. Though, he is by no means an expert in any one of the fields, save for the few which may apply directly to combat, he is well-versed in the means to survive many dangerous encounters.
(+) Conditioned: Since Noviac was seven years old, he has been forced to survive the Galaxy by the skin of his teeth, through the high echelons of society and straight down into the bowels of the underworld; these experiences have left him a veteran of not only basic survival and street smarts, but also to the battles that rain down when all else fails. He has left his fair share of bodies, smoldering and broken in his wake, and will doubtlessly continue to do so on the path he treks; he is battle-hardened, though not by war - rather, through brawls, showdowns, piracy, and all other devious activities a seasoned outlaw could hope to accomplish in the shadow of Galactic war.
(+) Indomitable: Strength, it is through this, and this alone, that Noviac continues to excel, to conquer; brazenly pushing his body to the limit, against all odds, and breaking it against every obstacle he has faced continues to empower, and embolden, the outlaw. Though, by no means superhuman, he continues to pressure himself to bigger, better heights; for every bone broken, it gets stronger - for every soul extinguished, its added to his own. That's the motto, and regardless of its accuracy, this placebo effect matches his arrogance, creating a monster in mind and body.

(-) Stubborn: Perhaps Noviac's most defining trait, his stubborness continues to shock those around him with its incredible tenacity; to Nova, disruption from the norm, or unnecessary complexity, is a waste, and while he does surrender himself to better judgement, when there is no authority for him to heed, he remains restrained to the same tried-and-proven formula for success that has carried him on for decades: hard and fast. However, this antagonizing characteristic tends to manifest itself in other ways, most notably in social aspects; how this will play out for him, however, remains to be seen.
(-) Selfish: Years of being a lone wolf can easily impact one's social awareness. Rather than being a direct effect of his own apathy, Noviac's selfish behavior is simply the result of absent-mindedness, and that primeval, warrior-like concept that drives him onward; thus, rather than it being a matter of sacrifice versus person gain, it's simply inconsideration, which continues to indefinitely harm his relationship to both his equals and his subordinates.
(-) Arrogant: Shrouded in self-assurance, strength, and occult mysticism, Noviac has succeeded in brewing a mental concoction of pure haughtiness. Whether or not this is well-founded is irrelevant, for whenever there a mountain to climb, a challenge to be met, or a puzzle to be solved - regardless of his own awareness to his strengths and weaknesses - Nova happily meets it head-on, with a foot in his mouth. Completion is never a concern, all that matters is self-assurance and acceptance of the offer, even without regard to the potential reward.
(-) Volatile: At the crux of his flaws lies one of his more dangerous attributes, which is the innate inability to control himself; perhaps stemming from early, childhood trauma, the lack of an authority figure through the teenage years - Hell, it might just be a natural dilemma of his chaotic personality - this often leads to a complex juxtaposition of erratic behavior. Where his conservative nature bleeds away to any emotion, rationality vanishes, which makes him extremely unpredictable and dangerous, especially to himself.
(-) Impatient: To many outlaws and criminals, patience is the greatest of virtues; the ability to hide for months on end, to wait for a perfect opportunity, to stalk about until information of their next good source of income drips in ... these are all things that allow more wild characters to thrive on the fringes of the Galaxy. Noviac, however, lacks this quality; if it can't be accomplished in the moment (again, by going through the front door), then he has little interest. While this can be subsided by a particularly rare or excellent reward, he follows along begrudgingly, dragging his feet with a great deal of disinterest and disconnection, which can leave him open, should things go wrong.
(-) Emotional: While his apathy may leave a wide disconnect between himself and others, he is by no means void of emotion; in fact, it leaves him at quite the opposite end of the spectrum - with little to no means of expression or relation, these feelings bottle up until they either explode (see the Volatility trait), or weigh him down into melancholy. Rarely would these expressions ever be positive in nature; rather, lost and alone, they feed on him - these vampiric, lingering traces of sadness, anger, hate ... they have nowhere to go, and simply subside in slumber, until stirred into a frenzy, leaving him debilitated, particularly after strong emotional moments, such as tragedy, wherein he is unable to vent these powerful sentiments.
(-) Biased: While a seasoned traveler, one well aware of the niches of cultures and lifestyles within the Galaxy, Noviac is easily jaded by his experiences. Borderline xenophobic, Nova will often judge books by their covers, or based off past experiences, often observing an entire species through the lens of a single individual. In some cases, ironically, these stereotypes have serviced him well, especially in the cases of underdeveloped races and planets; however, more often than not, these expectations lead to offense, or, in worst cases, violence, usually unprovoked, save for bitter racial slang thrown about with reckless abandon by the outlaw. He is by no means a character with limitless hate boiling in his heart, but he is never one to overlook a potential risk, realistic or otherwise.

(+/-) Superstitious: Despite his ties to force users, and his own innate ability, Nova is reluctant to indulge in any particular teaching; rather, his beliefs stem from his own experiences and how he attempts to explain them, however abstractly. These beliefs are hard to pin down, constantly fluctuating and changing, and while there is always the potential to absolve them completely, they currently remain a consistent barrier between Noviac and rationality. Often distanced, he finds himself clinging to obscure destinies and fate, deciding between life and death on the flip of a coin, or in omens, rather than making calculated moves - though, one could argue that there may be something to it; for all his flaws, he has made it this far in life, after all.
(+/-) Apathetic: Despite his incredibly emotional and wildly uncontrollable nature, Noviac suffers from a severe sense of apathy; without a means to connect to others, he often festers in his own emotional turmoil - though, on the other hand, it removes several triggers for these storms of self-doubt, rage, and sadness. It serves as a double-edged sword, both protecting him from his own explosive nature and condemning him, so that once the gears are set in motion, he has no choice but to weather the encroaching storm alone. Additionally, while this disconnect allows for flexibility, especially when it comes to violence, it leads to an extreme disconnect in social interaction, often causing him to come off as odd or even crazy.
(+/-) Unconventional: Falling in line with his straight-forward, blunt attitude, Noviac could be described as unconventional; more accurately, his dedication to loud, hard, and fast is near religious, himself a zealot of the siege and all-around chaotic entries. The length in which he goes to successfully pull of these strategies, in of itself, is an attribute, one which defines his character immensely: while in some cases, the seemingly-straight forward path is the most obvious, other times it is often so inconceivable it actually works in his favor.
(+/-) Unsophisticated: Outside the battlefield, when social skills have their chance to shine, Nova often stumbles; his disconnection often resulting in harsh obstacles when it comes to bonding or forming meaningful relationships, and his overall blunt demeanor often causing him to charge through to the heart of the conversation, rather than carefully mince words in hopes of achieving a greater goal. In short, political intrigue serves as his weakest link; however, despite all that, his sincerity can be appealing to particular characters, especially those who find trust so difficult in a Galaxy full of liars and manipulators. It truly does bounce between a strength and a weakness, depending on who he contends with.
(+/-) Honest: Nova is far from a saint, and while many of his greater characteristics may be knee-deep in aspects many would consider sinful, his greatest redeeming trait, and perhaps the sole one, would be his blunt, eternal honesty; he never lies, both by belief and his own stubbornness - it is an unnecessary complication, for all those involved. He can't be bothered to keep track of them, much less think up viable fibs; rather, he simply expresses pure truth - at least that which is formulated from his own point of view, he is by no means entirely accurate. He states his observations, assumptions, and thoughts - many of which can be harsh or crude. This trait keeps him inflexible to communication, and flattery is nonexistent in his lexicon; however, those rare allies he makes truly do have the benefit of knowing exactly what they're getting into.

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[Noviac Caligo]

History:
• Prelude:
Threads:
• Prologue: On the Run - After the death of his master, Nova finds himself on the move, pursued by a mysterious coalition of bounty hunters known as the Triumvirate. Realizing he's horribly outmatched, and outgunned, he brokers a deal with the elusive crimelord, Rabozz the Hutt, for asylum on Nar Shaddaa.
○ [Private] The Train Job
○ [Public] Vanity
○ [Private] Red Hutt Moon
○ [Private] Smashing Pumpkins
○ [Private] The Lingering Deep
• Act 1:
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[Noviac Caligo]

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Writer Account: Archfish