Zenod'ande'rson is a tall, handsome, average built Chiss male that shares many of the characteristics associated with his species. He has deep blue skin, and bright red eyes that seem to shine even in darkness. His hair is pitch black, though a small tint of blue can be seen by those up close. His hair is cut short, and extends to the bottom of his neck.
Zenod'ande'rson has the tattoo of the Inquisitorious in indigo that stretches from just below his neck to his tailbone. The palms of his hands have very distinct knife scars across them, the result of Sith alchemical practices.
He speaks with a strong Coruscanti accent, the result of living for over a decade on the planet. He carries himself with dignity, his stature often upright, carrying an aristocratic tone about him.
Zenod'ande'rson prefers to go by his Basic name of Anders, or Anderson, if others are well inclined. Very few know of his Chiss name, and he intends to keep it that way. It's a very sore spot for him after his young life in the Chiss Ascendancy.
He is highly suspicious and mistrusting of those who find out his full name without him telling them. So much so that they can be marked as potential enemies if they are not careful.
The galaxy is a cruel and unforgiving place, and few understand this better than Zenod'ande'rson. A childhood riddled with injustice, and the manipulation of a Sith Master have fed the belief that the only form of justice worth serving is in the form of retribution.
Zenod'ande'rson is not afraid to deal this justice himself, and frequently goes out of his way to ensure it is followed no matter how cruel it may be. To others, it may seem extreme, or borderline sadistic, but to Zenod'ande'rson, justice needs to be served.
After all, in his own words;
"The galaxy needs to be held accountable for its actions, whether it likes it or not."
A switch is flipped in Zenod'ande'rson's head the moment he confronts a target, enemy, or someone he just does not like.
He retains the sarcastic wit and impressive use of language and vocabulary, though the smile and cordiality vanishes, replaced with a determined, yet ill-mannered and discourteous persona. He won't pull punches with his words as he comes across as cold, uncaring, and downright hostile. In short, he treats these people like scum, because he believes that is what they are. Scum. He becomes sadistic, twisted, and malicious in his pursuit for justice.
Zenod'ande'rson can be impulsive with his opinion of others, and can get on the wrong side of many if he is not careful when showing this side of himself.
Despite being a Sith, Zenod'ande'rson isn't heartless. In fact, in most situations he is a cordial, positive, and holds himself with dignity and respect. He takes matters he cares about very seriously, and uses an extended vocabulary of language and words.
He is often seen with a genuinely warm smile on his face, and an earful of sarcastic wit for anyone willing to listen. He's loyal to those he cares for. Deep down, he's a caring, introverted, and sensitive soul to those fortunate enough to see past the exterior he makes for himself.
Unfortunately, Zenod'ande'rson's beliefs and status as a Sith make it hard for many to see that side of him. He can struggle to make allies and friendships because of it.
Zenod'ande'rson is no stranger to using the Force in whatever way necessary. His early life as a Sky-walker in the Chiss Ascendancy taught him in times of conflict, you must do whatever necessary to survive.
Whether that be Precognition to avoid lethal attacks and obstacles, or Mind Tricks and Telepathy to implant suggestions and misdirect his foes. He's not afraid to use Telekinesis and even Force Lightning in bursts if he believes that it can secure him victory.
Unfortunately, like most Force Users, these techniques require access to that mystical energy. Should Zenod'ande'rson find himself the victim of Suppression, this combat style becomes null and void. Overuse of Force Powers can also leave him fatigued if he's not careful.
Leverage, position, advantage…
Being a practitioner of Form II, Zenod'ande'rson is a lightsaber dueling elitist, valuing honour in the fight whilst despising unconventional lightsaber weaponry such as saberstaffs, dual-blades, or lightwhips. Instead, he personifies footwork, balance, and precision with a single blade, preferring a one-handed style that attempts to outmanoeuvre and exploit his opponent's weaknesses whilst conserving energy.
with Dun Möch, he throws verbal jabs at his opponent to unbalance them and force openings that he can capitalise on with his knowledge lightsaber fighting styles. Through extensive training, he can attempt to deflect blaster fire should the need arise.
However, despite his skill, Zenod'ande'rson style of combat relies on having his lightsaber in his hand. Should he be disarmed, he has very little he can do to defend himself. Makashi is also typically a one-on-one duelling form. Against multiple adversaries and strength-based styles, Zenod'ande'rson can find himself quickly on the defensive.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
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 II (Makashi) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |