Mune was found to be intellectually gifted very young. It was soon discovered that much of his advanced intelligence was a result of an eidetic memory. He can vividly recall images from memory after minimal exposure with extremely high precision. This exceptional ability has made him a quick study. Mune call recall with near perfect clarity, the information he has gleaned visually. This can be information he has observed as written word, an event, or any number of visual sources.

As sharp and as perceptive as he is, however, he is by no means an auditory learner. On more than one occasion, he has been questioned whether he was listening. More than a handful of occasions he has been spoken to only to be found to be staring off into the distance in his own thoughts.

Mune has spent innumerable hours of his life studying the interpretation of visions. The Force manifested in him very young as Farsight and since, has dedicated much of himself to deciphering the secrets of unravelling the threads of the future… or possible futures. Much of his personal time is spent in meditation and opening himself to the pathways of time and probability. His office is a mess of tomes and grimoires on that very subject. He has been known to spend hours, sometimes days by himself in meditation and study.

His studies being what they are, it is often questioned if he truly knows more than he lets on. How much of events to come is he actually aware of? These questions often lead others to keep a wary eye on him.

Mune was scarred very young. Long before his learning began, or his training in combat, he was a victim of atrocities committed by his own father for the sake of science. The damage has marked him, resulting in Mune having a higher pain threshold than most. His exposure to trauma has created a sense of mild detachment upon the spilling of his own blood.

That very same trauma has however resulted in Mune suffering from Cleisiophobia. It is the fear of being locked or trapped in an enclosed place. If he finds himself in such a situation, his intellectual mind crashes hard and he goes into an all-out panic unless sedated. Not so serious is his fear of medical laboratories.

Mune has suffered much trauma in the earliest parts of his childhood. It took many years of discipline and tutoring to temper rage that had begun to curl its ashen fingers about his very heart. He remains a creature of extreme passion and anger, however, discipline and self-control have shorn up much of the more serious scars. Channels intended to help him navigate the depths of the ocean of his own feelings and emotions. An attempt to allow the child he was grow up with confidence and outside the fear of self-destruction.

Considered to be mercurial, his emotions can be difficult for others to navigate. Those same emotions can prove a chink in his well-honed armour of discipline and self-confidence. That is if one knows where to take the hammer and chisel. This too is the reason he is hesitant to kill unless absolutely necessary.

Mune’s combat prowess depends heavily upon his mobility and reflexes. His body is notably not built for brute strength. It becomes all too evident that his training and combat technique depend strictly upon his mobility and pure agility. The finesse with which he moves even unaided by the force is something to behold. Every motion, with a weapon or unarmed, is fluid and deliberate. In so training his speed, so too has his endurance been finely tuned to maintain his agile motion. His aim is to wear out his opponent rather than overpower.

Of course, mobility relies on having the space to make use of it. Narrow spaces can give him some mild difficulty. Getting cornered is easily his bane. Being bound is a whole other situation altogether unpleasant.

Mune’s combat prowess extends to his use of the Force. He was taught to think outside the box and adapt to any situation. This meant pushing his limits, using his intellect and his perception to calculate and creatively apply the Force to his endeavours. It is not unusual for Mune to use the environment itself to combat his enemy. It is also not unusual for him to plant weapons in strategic positions to later summon them to hand when an opponent least expects it. It is as much an art form to him as a choreographed dance.

Pushing one’s limits is, however, dangerous in the ebb and flow of combat. It is easy to overtax the mind and body both if one is not careful of the consequences of repeated Force use. Even an adept Arcanist has a ceiling not so easily circumvented.