Mune stands slightly below average height for an adult male Shistavanen. They are lithely built with subtle curves nearing feminine. They are well-toned, with a build trained for agility and finesse rather than power. Topping their head are expressive and largish canid ears reminiscent of a fox, each with two piercings piercings. The fur between their ears is shaggy and tussled, sometimes pinned to keep it out of their eyes.
Vivid, ruby eyes look out from a fluffy face, each pupil vulpine in shape and bright with intelligence. Their face is dominated by slender muzzle lined with pointed teeth. Their body is thickly furred from the top of their ears to their toes. Their pristine white fur is luxurious and well-kept. An especially thick ruff of fur covers the scruff and throat. Their tail is meticulously groomed and easily gives a flamboyant flip with the casualness of someone at ease with their stature. Upon fingers and toes are slightly curved black claws intended for ripping and tearing into prey.
Mune speaks with an aristocratic accent, softened by an exotic lilt telltale of a blend of two distinct accents resulting in slight lengthening of the vowels. They speak in a warm tenor.
Countless hours of study have become lost to the void, but Mune is a natural seer even without it. Farsight remains one of their strongest gifts, and the visions come readily to them; so does their ability to interpret them. Rather than depend on years of formulated opinions and book learning, Mune now relies on instincts and feelings to decipher the mysteries of their visions.
If there was uncertainty regarding their visions before by skeptics, the skepticism could only be louder in the face of what Mune has most recently been through and the changes in their mental state.
Suffering from memory loss, Mune has no memories of their past. Even so, they seem to have an instinctual recognition of the people closest to them, and it appears to be connected to their sense of smell, much as any canine. It is by means of this ‘scent memory’, that they recognize their sibling, husband, and those clanmates they were closest to before the memory loss.
Sniffing the air can appear a bit bizarre, especially amongst polite company. Of their mannerisms, it is perhaps one of the more bestial and is not subtle. Mune has come to depend on it, with the absence of every memory from before the incident. So too have they become a little twitchier as if they find it impossible to sit still or pay attention, though that seems no different from before they were taken. His attention is always a fleeting thing.
Mune, memories buried, has come to depend heavily on their instincts to guide them. This has resulted in a change in more than a few of their mannerisms, they are more fidgety, constantly in some kind of motion, gathering sensory information and assessing. This includes the additional senses the Force gifts them.
They were never one to mind touch, but, since their memory loss, they’ve become skittish and touch-shy. They only accept physical contact from those they trust and care about. Like their younger brother, their mate and other intimate friends. The touch from anyone unfamiliar will have them snarling defensively, even snapping at the offender. So too, have they become that much more protective of what they consider theirs, ferociously so.
Mune can be quite the eloquent speaker. Their words are chosen well to suit the situation, whether partaking in diplomatic talks or trying to sway someone to their point of view through manipulation. Their words tend towards being measured and never without intent. It is a little-known fact that their measured tone is used to cover a slight stutter. They have a sharp wit and a sharper tongue.
It is not unusual for their attitude to come across as sassy (because it is), and even downright sarcastic (because it’s true.) Not everyone appreciates being mouthed off to, something Mune has discovered on more than one occasion first-hand. Their current condition does not seem to have diminished their attitude in the slightest.
Mune’s instincts in the face of danger are as simple as survival. Sometimes, survival is about escaping to safety. Other times, survival means fighting. Mune will never unnecessarily put themselves in danger when it can be avoided. When cornered or people they hold dear are put in the path of danger; however, they will fight tooth and claw to protect them with everything they have.
After the incident, Mune uses every tool in his arsenal to protect themself and others. Where they used to shy away from using the Force in direct assaults against the enemy, they willfully use it as a sword to face their enemy and as a shield to protect those they love. Always dancing a line between the Light and the Dark.
Mune’s fighting style is dependent upon mobility. Their body is notably agile in build akin to that of a swimmer, runner, or gymnast. In combat, this translates to a particular kind of grace in motion. They depend upon their reflexes and ability to weave in and out of range of their opponent in successive and quick strikes or evade an opponent’s blows deftly. What is more, they have the stamina to maintain their body's constant, fluid motion for a prolonged duration of time.
Mune lacks brute force and is easily overpowered if they are not careful. Failing to evade at the right moment has the potential to be devastating. When cornered, they will fight like an animal possessed.
Master (+5) | |
Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) | |
Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Shadow Step |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form V (Shien) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |