Jon may be a liar, thief, and scam-artist extraordinaire, but there are lines he refuses to cross. Over the years, these developed into a sort of code, or at least a personal philosophy:

• Take whatever you like, but never infringe on another being's freedom; slavers are the worst sort of scum in Jon's eyes.

• Always pay back a debt. When a job is done, everyone gets an equal share.

• Never deal in weapons.

• Pull your own weight; anyone who falls behind is left behind.

It's no Jedi or Sith Code, but it's guided Jon for a long time, and they're the only rules he refuses to break.

Jon Silvon is the grandson and protege of the Imperial Intelligence operative Jon Argus. Under his grandfather's tutelage, Jon Silvon learned everything there was to know about the arts of deception and manipulation.

Once upon a time, he used that skill set to lookout for himself, making a living in the criminal underworld as a confidence man and information broker. Now he puts them to use for the Brotherhood, hoping to carve his identity apart from his grandfather's legacy.

But a lifetime of lies and aliases has left him with a difficulty recognizing the truth when he sees it, in himself most of all. Jon's greatest fear is losing himself under all the lies, and forgetting the "real" Jon Silvon in the process.

Copious amounts of buffoonery, tom-fooling, and appropriately placed stupidity tend to lend the impression that Jon is...well, a moron. Which is exactly how he likes it, as it keeps guards lowered and expectations down. Of course, how much is an act is still up for debate.

Unfortunately, this has the tendency to make it harder for his allies to take him seriously when he needs them too, and few trust him at his word.

Jon is an avid teller of tall tales, and willingly spreads misinformation about his own past and his skills. Many's the night he's spent in telling self-aggrandizing stories over drinks or a game of sabacc so that even his close friends have only a broad understanding of his past prior to joining the Brotherhood. Instead, a veritable legendarium of myths and half-truths about Jon's supposed exploits, many of them contradicting and all of them far-fetched, circulate throughout the Clans; even when a story wasn't crafted by Jon, more often than not he'll encourage any story he didn't start to spread.

This serves more purpose than just ego, however. It also ensures anyone who tries to learn about his skills and abilities will come away confused and frustrated, unable to form a coherent strategy for hunting the elusive rogue.

Way he tells it, Jon picked up the basics of Sokan from a drifter years prior, and he's learned to apply them to a limited degree even when his lightsabers remain unlit -- which is often, when he has his way.

Rather than face an opponent on even ground, he'll always be on the move, turning any battle into a running fight, looking for positions of advantage and ways to gain the upper hand. However, this won't always pan out if the terrain is unfriendly, and both wide open spaces and cramped corridors can leave him vulnerable.

Jon only ignites his lightsabers as a last resort. When pushed into combat, his opponents will instead find themselves targeted by a flurry of throwing knives, aimed with killer precision for vital points -- a skill that his newly burgeoning, if still very weak, abilities in Force prescience have only improved. More than one Force-user has discovered that deflecting a dagger with a lightsaber only results in molten metal landing in your face.

Of course, Jon can only carry so many daggers and still keep them hidden, and should they run out his opponents will quickly find that he's no slouch with his 'sabers either.