Even before Unkal became a Jedi he was getting his hands dirty with tools and machinery. Born on Corellia, he grew up in the Santhe Shipyards, honing his craft under the supervision of his hard-nosed and strict father. After developing his skills with the Force, he often uses his ability to repair and engineer machinery and equipment to calm his troubled mind. However, confidence in his abilities can make him appear arrogant, quick to pull someone's card if they don't know what they're doing. A veteran tradesman, his lingo and mannerisms reflect someone who has grown up in a rough environment. When teaching, he can actually appear to be overly critical and abrasive which are traits he picked up from his father.

Bron has let himself go, thus creating doubt in others. Feeling as though his best years are behind him, a stigma surrounds him; maybe he has nothing left to give. No longer seeking glory, Unkal, for the most part, wants to be left alone. He desperately seeks to go into seclusion but situations always seem to surface, drawing him back in. Some say it's the will of the Force. While he has seemingly given up and is mad at the Force, this former Guardian is kept alive by it. His luck is really 'divine intervention' and he often ponders why?

Unkal has turned to drink in order to numb the pain of his past but it has numbed more than his pain, its dulled his skills and overall outlook on life. Trapped in a constant struggle he desperately tries to keep his head above water. Viewing himself as a failure, he continues his descent, slipping further and further away from his true self. He is unrecognizable to many, gone are the days of upholding peace and justice. He stands alone and picks up the pieces the best he can.

Once the poster child of the Jedi Order; a reckless decision caused the destruction of a transport filled with innocents. A choice for the greater good and an alcohol induced release has left him a shell of what he once was. Overwhelmed with guilt, Bron yearns to separate himself from the past by drowning his memories. The destructive path he walks is good for no one as he can be bull-headed and stubborn in the face of reason. Set in his ways, he doesn't want to change, he only wants to forget.

An unorthodox way of life has turned into an equally unique fighting style. In fact there isn't much style left. Occasionally during combat he has been known to miss attacks or blocks, which creates unnecessary risk. Embarrassingly he may trip over his own feet. His downward spiral is a sad thing to behold. Yet, he still manages to hold his own in a fight. It's enough to make one wonder what he was like in his prime, both young and sober. No slouch when it comes to duelling. If he concentrates and eases up on the drink, he still makes a formidable combatant. Using Sokan in conjunction with his Drunken Master feat, he appears to be more lucky than skillful as he relies on the environment to do most of his fighting for him, his stumbles and misses become distractions that he can typically use in his favor.

Normally in a drunken stupor, Bron has found that when in combat, if things are going too fast for his focus or reflexes to handle, slowing things down to his level is is ideal. Utilizing some of his favorite techniques, Slow, Stun, and Control Self, he is not only able to temporarily assault the motor functions of his enemies but he is able to nullify the effects of alcohol on his own body for the sake of cunning deception. However, this tactic is normally only used for quick momentum shifts as the effects will not last the length of an entire confrontation without sapping his energy. If usage is prolonged, he will suffer from physical fatigue but especially mental fatigue as tapping into the Force for extended periods of time can be taxing on mental fortitude and can be physically demanding when coupled with combat.