Body: Zevon is a rather large fit male, standing at a rough average compared to the citizens of his home world. His torso is riddled with various healed scars from collar to hip. His upper extremities have clusters of scars across his forearms and hands. His lower limbs are covered in various sizes of scars from upper thigh to his ankles. These scars appear very pale compared to the golden complexion of his skin. He has no other notable features to his skin. Hair: Zevon has short choppy hair styled with a part of his hair braided just behind his ear which the end lays just at the collar bone. The back of his head is shaven to just a messy half inch tapered to one eight inch. The hair color is a typical white color from his species. Face: Zevon has typical white Arkanian eyes and a pale lightened pink-orange color to his lips. He also has a thicken short length bread and mustache with the same color as his hair, though it has a slightly few more blackened strands. His jawline is a very angular chiseled shape, and his cleft chin is just barely noticeable with a clean-shaven face.
Having been born inside a star-ship as opposed to planet-side, Zevon Morgai has never had a particular world to call his home. He grew up in an environment that requires being of use in order to survive, and without the borders that breed patriotism. The allegiances of the galaxy mean little to him, only the strength of individual merit. He is most at peace when in space, and will take on any contract or mission that enables him to remain firmly seated in a cockpit.
This utter lack of affiliation often results in what can be construed as insubordination and disloyalty, putting him at odds with those that value such things.
Zevon Morgai loves to play with computers and enjoys interacting with them more than he does with people. Some may call him antisocial - and they'd be right.
Zevon Morgai tells it like he sees it, when he thinks it; and he doesn't try to sugar coat what he says.
Zevon Morgai possesses a cold and completely uncaring demeanour. This will manifest itself in the fact that when push comes to shove, Zevon Morgai will just as soon leave a struggling ally behind rather than put themselves in danger. While this may ensure his survival, it often leaves him as an outcast amongst his peers.
While Zevon Morgai avoids combat whenever possible, he has no qualms working with technology under the stress and pressure of combat. Zevon Morgai has trained himself to keep calm and focus intently on Slicing even while taking blaster fire from cover or when placed under time constraints. In truth, Zevon Morgai almost works better when under duress, and actually needs motivation, typically, when Slicing.
Zevon Morgai's passion for technology extends beyond his talent with Slicing. He truly believes that wars can be won with technology, not soldiers, and will always try to avoid direct combat if he can afford it. Instead, he prefers to deploy clever traps with Explosives, or turn technology against others as a weapon. Zevon Morgai would rather overload a circuit breaker to shock a guard into submission than to test his luck with his hands or a blaster. If removed from technology or his gadgets, however, Zevon Morgai can easily be overwhelmed. Fortunately, he has no qualms with throwing a smoke grenade down and running for dear life.
Master (+5) |
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Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | None |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form IV (Ataru) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |