Name: Corporal Javi Knol
Species: Corellian
Age: Thirty
Role: Pilot/Support Gunner



Standing at an impressive six foot, seven inches tall Javi is a giant of man. Broad shouldered and muscular he is a sight to behold. He is covered in tattoos which conceal the frostbite scars traced across his weather beaten skin. His black hair his shaved away and replaced by ink, giving him an ominous appearance even outside of his battle armor.

Equipment:

• Modified, Light Mandalorian Armor - Dark grey plate with crimson highlights painted along the sections. The helm is of similar design with a slim scarlet faceplate protecting the eyes and nose. Fixed into the chest plate is a mobile life support; while the cream colored jumpsuit maintains pressure and habitability in space and toxic environments.
• T-21 Light Repeater Rifle - Mobile Power/gas pack carried on Javi's back.
• DL-18 Blaster Pistol - Holstered under armpit
• Wrist Rocket Launcher Duo Shot, fixed onto Right Gauntlet
• Datapad/Comlink - Fixed onto Left Gauntlet

Skills: Javi Knol is a competent freighter pilot, and ground vehicle operator. His years of experience in development facilities on Corellia, aided by an innate talent in their operation grants him a level of expertise over his fellows. Conversely, Javi wields a stolen Imperial T-21 LRR rifle which he can use to devastating effect. The automatic blaster rifle is effective in mowing down entire squad size elements while practically vomiting out hundreds of laser rounds downrange. Although the weapon is large and unwieldy Javi's massive bulk is perfect for lurching the oversized firearm about in order to suppress the enemy from multiple angles.

Weaknesses: Javi's skills are very one-dimensional. Although he is a talented small transport pilot he has little to answer with against light snub fighters, or assault boats. He is particularly vulnerable in space, where his phobia of the eternal vacuum haunts him as well. On the battlefield his large size and reckless manner makes him an easy mark to skilled sharpshooters amongst the enemy. Meanwhile his chosen weapon, while adept at suppressing large numbers, is vulnerable to flanking assaults, which would easily overrun Javi's position if he didn't have supporting rifles. He is also weak in urban and close quarters environments, with only a DL-18 to protect himself. Also, despite his seemingly large size and immense strength, Javi is not a martial artist by any means. Against an opponent who knows what they are doing beyond the basics in hand to hand combat, Javi is remarkably easy to take down. His only defense is overpowering them through brute force.

Backstory:

An employee of the Corellian Defense Contractors Javi started off his military career as a young industry worker in the Corellian shipyards piloting the supply ships and construction craft. At the time Javi was helping to build Imperial warships, of immense size and fire capacity. He saw no wrong in this, the Empire gave him a job, and a living creating their cruisers; and as long as they didn't bother him to much he was happy to continue living just as he was. He built ships, paid his taxes, and eked out a life for himself on his home world in a boring, but content fashion.

That was until the Rebellion spies arrived. They stole something, sabotaged something, they did something that angered and terrified the Empire to no end. There was no warning. In a moment an Imperial officer gave the word and open fired on a working party where the Rebels were known to be intermingled within. The callus act was so sudden and unexpected that no one even tried to escape. They could only watch in horror as their friends were obliterated before their eyes and the Imperial guns they had mounted onto the warships were then turned on them. The Rebel spies and nearly four hundred Corellian workers were massacred that day, with only twelve survivors trapped in the carnage, concealed from the Empire's vengeful turbolasers. Among these twelve was an oxygen deprived, and furious Javi Knol.

It was several hours later before junkers attempted to scavenge from the hundreds of wrecks floating in the upper atmosphere of Corellia. There they found a frozen Javi, barely alive from a shattered life support of his depot-supplier. Miraculously the tough dog survived, albeit with slight damage in his mental capacities. Javi became angry and reckless, prone to sudden mood swings and violent tendencies. His intelligence remained, but his ability to feel empathy was nearly entirely replaced by a vicious loathing of the Empire. Once he was nursed back to health Javi left Corellia to enlist with the Rebellion. He wasn't well liked amongst the "nobler" members of the Rebellion, he was considered, and rightly so, to be more of a Saw Gerrera style resistance fighter. As a result he was shunted around quite a bit by Rebel units. His eagerness to see dead Imperials for a mere personal slight was seen as dangerous, and shortsighted. His maliciousness was apt to translate into controversial incidents, such as when Javi handed out deathsticks to, and then mowed down a line of unarmed Imperial prisoners. Alternatively Javi's only fear it seemed was the vacuum of space, and his courage on the ground was unprecedented making him a valuable frontline grunt and the Rebel Alliance recognized this. In the end he was a perfect fit for Resol Squad.

Name: Zaheed Kast
Species: Human
Age: 24
Role: Demolitions Specialist/Saboteur

Physical Appearance

Standing in at 6'2, Zaheed has a large, athletic build, well suited to the rigors of combat. Underneath his armor, Zaheed's body and face are riddled with scars and healed wounds from the various missions and campaigns of his military career. His body also sports numerous tattoos, the most recent of which are traditional Mandalorian tattoos. Underneath his helmet, Zaheed's face is worn and rough, with short hair and a trimmed beard.

Equipment:

• Mandalorian Combat Armor [+]

  
  Combat Armor - Kast wears a customized suit of Mandalorian armor made of durasteel. With colors consisting mostly of olive and burnished orange, and his armor's undersuit is made from armorweave, all of which can seal and allow for limited survivability in vacuum. The helmet sports a very small life support unit- for emergencies more than deployment, and a JT-12 Jetpack allows Zaheed to combine heavy armor with high mobility. The helmet also features a rangefinder.
• Wrist Rockets - A single shot rocket launcher fixed onto the top of Kast's left wrist gauntlet, launches anti-vehicle rockets.
• Czerka ZX Miniature Flame Projector - A miniature flamethrower attached to Kast's left wrist.
• Dur-24 Wrist Laser - A small blaster mounted just below the flamethrower.
• Datapad/Commlink - mounted on the right wrist.
• A280C Blaster Rifle [+]

  
  A280C Blaster Rifle - A cut down variant of the standard rebellion blaster rifle. Its reduced size and weight allows Kast to more easily engage in short to medium ranged combat, without sacrificing too much punching power.
• A180 Blaster Pistol [+]

  
  A180 Blaster Pistol - A lightweight, versatile, and moderately powerful blaster pistol, good for close ranged engagements.
• Explosives - Stored on various hard-cases about his body:
  • x2 Blocks of Detonite plastic explosive.
  • x2 Spare Wrist Rockets
  • x3 Thermal Detonator
  • x2 C-25 Fragmentation Grenade
• Other Equipment - A veritable walking armory, Kast carries a variety of gear with him, either in easy to reach pouches on a pack at the small of his back- out of the way of his jetpack, or hidden on his person. He carries a field security overloader, a small blade, field rations, and a plasma cuttting/welding torch.

Skills:

Resident pyromaniac and explosives expert, Zaheed serves as Resol Squad's demolitions man and saboteur. Well versed with the usage (and occasional disarming) of explosive devices, Kast is the go-to guy for setting up explosive traps, breaching buildings and destroying vehicles. For such a jittery person, Zaheed also has surprisingly fine and precise movements- particularly with his hands. With his A280C, Zaheed can also deliver fairly accurate fire from most ranges, though his weapon's more compact nature, as well as the rest of his equipment gives a preference for medium ranges.

Weaknesses:

While not a slouch in a melee- at least when unarmored, Zaheed's heavier equipment and gear leaves him slower than some of his squad mates, particularly when it comes to close ranged combat, where reflex and movement is key. As a result, Zaheed is less effective in close quarters combat and melee, where he has to rely on his less powerful blaster pistol- which is compounded by the fact that a lot of his equipment is geared towards closer ranges.

Personal History:

A rough and tough Mandalorian trained misfit currently under the command of Old man Resol, Zaheed Kast was born and raised in some backwater Outer Rim slum. A troublemaker since the day he was born, Zaheed regularly got into trouble, whether it be fighting with, stealing from, or stealing with other slums kids, causing trouble for other locals, vandalism, or even the occasional rioting. Zaheed was a bad egg with a worse attitude, a lack of respect for authority, and a penchant for causing fires- both figuratively and literally.

As a youth, Zaheed hated the empire. Their troopers walked up and down the streets as if they owned the place- because technically they did. They abused business owners and locals alike, and taking away people who dissented or questioned imperial rule. In his early teen years, Zaheed would regularly antagonize the Imperials, stealing, vandalizing, and disrupting them and their operations, and by the time he was 16, he had spent almost as many nights in a local jail cell as he did his own bed. Poor, down on his luck, and with no small amount of anger towards the Empire, when Alliance recruiters came around looking for soldiers to join their cause, it was no small surprise Zaheed joined up.

Unfortunately for the alliance, Zaheed was far from the ideal soldier. He did well in their crash course through basic training- he shot well, he fought well, he was acutely aware of his surroundings and thought on the ball. Unfortunately he was hot headed, had a little too much fun during explosives training, and the problem with authority was still there. Argumentative and insubordinate, Zaheed was usually the primary reason why his training unit had to several extra miles worth of running a day, and even by the time he finished basic he was still running miles. Finished with his training, it was apparent that no one wanted him in their units. He was shuffled around from unit to unit until he eventually found himself under the command of Colonel Ghill, who promptly shuffled him, and the rest of his fellow misfits under the command of Resol.

Resol, promptly beat the insubordination out of Zaheed, and molded him into a more disciplined, if still cocky and argumentative soldier with mando training. One of the newest members of Resol Squad, Zaheed still manages to make himself known- with his explosive tendencies.