I became interested in this character rather recently so I decided to write this small thread to compile his powers and abilities so that we, as a community, can effectively gauge someone that we have not talked about much before.

Enjoy!

Combat Skills

Koro Ziil trained against Jacen Solo in combat and was the instructor for Charsae Saal, a skilled fighter.

”Did he teach you anything?”

 

“I trained against him in combat.”

 

Luke’s eyebrows rose. “You’re one of the Baran Do with combat training?”

 

“I am. In life, I was the teacher of Charsae Saal, who is now Chara. The Baran Do who study combat train mostly in unarmed and staff combat, and I was interested in learning to defend against a lightsaber.”

 

“What was your conclusion there?”

 

“The lightsaber is a weapon of the Force and, if you are not similarly armed, must be countered with the Force.”

Koro Ziil holds his own against Luke Skywalker, the most powerful Jedi in history, in single combat.

It happened all at once: the Hidden One gesturing toward Luke, Ben leaping away, lightning flashing from the Hidden One's hands. It was not the purplish lightning of Emperor Palpatine, which had so nearly cost Luke his life nearly forty years before; it was all brilliant whiteness.

 

Luke had his lightsaber activated and up in time. The lightning crackled against his glowing blade. The strength behind the attack, of the Hidden One's energy and anger, took Luke off his feet and threw him backward. He slammed into a pillar, feeling jolts of pain in his spine and the back of his head.

 

But the lightning did not reach him. His blade kept it at bay. And, bracing himself with the Force, Luke took a step forward.

 

The Hidden One tossed his head. It was not just a gesture of anger; Luke felt the motion as a ripple in the Force. The air in the chamber responded, a wind springing up and roaring around the walls of the chamber, gaining speed and strength. It tattered the robes of the Kel Dors near the walls as it went. It veered from the wall over the throne and howled down at Luke, engulfing him, trying to drive him backward.

 

Luke gritted his teeth and rooted himself. Then, against the might of both wind and lightning, he took another step forward.

 

The Hidden One's eyes widened. His head rolled around on his shoulders, and the roar of air across Luke intensified. It tore at his robes, causing them to stand out from his body, shudder, and snap in the wind.

 

Luke took another step forward. It was slow going, for the Hidden One's power was great, but Luke now felt sure in his footing and in his own strength.

 

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kel Dors retreating, some of them streaming out through the blast door, Ben waving them onward.

 

The Hidden One's face, flushed fully red, was contorted in a mask of anger. He flicked his fingers and the lightning ceased. He moved his now freed hands in circular gestures. Luke felt the wind increase in ferocity. Most of it still whirled around the chamber before battering at him, but some, a diverted flow, spun in a tight circle directly in front of the Hidden One. As Luke watched, that errant stream of air swallowed up dust from the floor and walls, defining its outlines as a miniature funnel cloud, a few centimeters wide at its base and broadening to two meters at the ceiling. It writhed like a mortally wounded serpent.

 

With a gesture, the Hidden One sent the whirlwind straight at Luke.

 

Luke lunged at it, visualizing it, wrenching at it with the Force. His exertion was like a physical blow as he stepped into it. He felt the wind intensify for a bare moment, and then his telekinetic attack flung the whirlwind free. It rocketed off to the side and hammered into a pillar to Luke's left.

 

Luke took another step forward. He was more than halfway to the Hidden One now. He deactivated his lightsaber. He could turn it on again swiftly enough if the Hidden One brought forth his lightning a second time.

 

The whirlwind moved from pillar to pillar as if leaping. When it was directly behind Luke, it lingered there. Luke kept his senses, both the physical ones and that of the Force, alert to its movements. It hammered at the pillar itself, and Luke could hear and feel the permacrete mounting at the summit begin to crack.

 

The mounting at the base broke, too, and the pillar toppled toward Luke. He heard Ben's warning cry. He raised his left hand backward, using the same exertion he'd made a moment earlier against the whirlwind itself, and the pillar stopped, frozen in midfall. He gestured again and it reversed direction, toppling onto the empty floor.

 

And Luke took another step forward.

 

The Hidden One's howl of outrage was like that of his own wind. The stone throne behind him rocked and rattled on its platform.

 

Luke made a sweeping gesture, bringing his rear hand forward, and with it came the toppled pillar, flying forward like a spear. As the throne launched itself toward him, the pillar met it in midair, shattering the stone scat into a dozen pieces, some smooth-cut and some broken.

 

Luke let the pillar fall to the floor. With a wave of his hand, he sent it rolling toward the Hidden One, who leapt sideways over it as it neared him.

 

Luke was already in motion as the Hidden One jumped. The Kel Dor's concentration was broken, his control over the wind diminished, and Luke was able to race forward three steps in the time it took the Hidden One to clear the rolling pillar. As the Baran Do Master came down again, Luke kicked out, a spinning kick that caught the Kel Dor in the gut, throwing him backward. The Hidden One smashed up against the platform's front, crushing in its wooden front panel.

 

Remarkably, he stood up from the impact, raised his hands for another attack . . . and collapsed, falling onto his face.

 

The wind died. The rolling pillar fetched up against one that was still upright and stopped. All sounds died except that of the Hidden One's strained, frantic breathing.

 

There were still a few other Kel Dors in the chamber, mostly Masters, and they began to move forward.

 

Ithia ran up to kneel beside the Hidden One. Chara, moving more slowly, joined her. After looking at the Hidden One for a few moments, they cautiously rolled him over onto his back. Ithia sat beside the platform and pulled him up so that he could be partially upright, propped against her.

Telekinesis

Koro Ziil lifts and throws his stone throne:

The Hidden One’s howl of outrage was like that of his own wind. The stone throne behind him racked and rattled on its platform.

 

Luke made a sweeping gesture, bringing his rear hand forward, and with it came the toppled pillar, flying forward like a spear. As the throne launched itself toward him, the pillar met it in midair, shattering the stone seat into a dozen pieces, some smooth cut and some broken.

Force lightning

Koro Ziil demonstrated skill in Force lightning, employing a white-colored variant.

It happened all at once: the Hidden One gesturing towards Luke, Ben leaping away, lightning flashing from the Hidden One’s hands. It was not the purplish lightning of Emperor Palpatine, which had so nearly cost Luke his life nearly forty years ago; it was all brilliant whiteness.

 

Luke had his lightsaber activated and up in time. The lightning crackled against his glowing blade. The strength behind the attack, of the Hidden One’s energy and anger, took Luke off his feet and threw him backward. He slammed into a pillar, feeling jolts of pain in his spine and the back of his head.

Alter Environment

Koro Ziil was highly skilled in Alter Environment, which he demonstrated during his fight with Luke Skywalker.

The Hidden One tossed his head. It was not just a gesture of anger; Luke felt the motion as a ripple in the Force. The air in the chamber responded, a wind springing up and roaring around the walls of the chamber, gaining speed and strength. It tattered the robes of the Kel Dors near the walls as it went. It veered from the wall over the throne and howled down at Luke, engulfing him, trying to drive him backward.

 

Luke gritted his teeth and rooted himself. Then, against the might of both wind and lightning, he took a step forward.

 

The Hidden One’s eyes widened. His head rolled around on his shoulders, and the roar of air across Luke intensified. It tore at his robes, causing them to stand out from his body, shudder, and snap in the wind.

 

Luke took another step forward. It was slow going, for the Hidden One’s power was great, but Luke now felt sure in his footing and in his own strength.

 

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kel Dors retreating, some of them streaming out through the blast door, Ben waving them onward.

 

The Hidden One’s face, flushed fully red, was contorted in a mask of anger. He flicked his fingers and the lightning ceased. He moved his now freed hands in circular gestures. Luke felt the wind increase in ferocity. Most of it still whirled around the chamber before battering at him, but some, a diverted flow, spun in a tight circle directly in front of the Hidden One. As Luke watched, that errant stream of air swallowed up dust from the floor and walls, defining its outlines as a miniature funnel cloud, a few centimeters wide at its base and broadening to two meters at the ceiling. It writhed like a mortally wounded serpent.

 

With a gesture, the Hidden One sent the whirlwind straight at Luke.

 

Luke lunged at it, visualizing it, wrenching at it with the Force. His exertion was like a physical blow as he stepped into it. He felt the wind intensify for a bare moment, and then his telekinetic attack flung the whirlwind free. It rocketed off to the side and hammered into a pillar to Luke’s left.

 

Luke took another step forward. He was more than halfway to the Hidden One now. He deactivated his lightsaber. He could turn it on again swiftly if the Hidden One brought forth his lightning a second time.

 

The whirlwind moved from pillar to pillar as if leaping. When it was directly behind Luke, it lingered there. Luke kept his senses, both the physical ones and that of the Force, alert to its movements. It hammered at the pillar itself, and Luke could hear and feel the permacrete mounting at the summit begin to crack.

Hassat-Durr

The Hassat-Durr technique is a Baran Do Sage technique that can disrupt prosthetics and shock shackles, allow the user to act as a range boosting antenna, and much more. As Master of the Baran Do Sages, Koro Ziil was a master of their Force techniques. He instructed Jacen Solo during the latter’s wanderings.

Tila Mong nodded. “He was here. Some nine years ago. He came seeking knowledge of our ways with the Force.”

 

Ben did a quick mental calculation. That would have put Jacen’s visit close to the end of his wanderings, just prior to the Dark Nest crisis.

 

Neither Luke’s face nor any sign in the Force betrayed his reaction. “May I ask, what did you teach him?”

 

“I, nothing. I was not Mistress at that time. Master of the Baran Do was then Koro Ziil, who has since accepted death.”

Luke continued. “And you taught him the lightning-rod techniques.”

 

“First, I taught him techniques of weather anticipation and the ability to sense energy piling up in the natural world. You can feel heat in the water in the seas, heat that will become cyclonic storms, for instance. But he heard rumor of the lightning rod techniques and asked about them.

The lightning-rod techniques are described as such:

”Well, then. The technique you asked to learn is the ayna-seff technique of thehassat-durr family. In our language, the term hassat-dur means ‘lightning-rod.’”

 

“Why do you call it that?”

 

“Because if you are not absolutely perfect in your mastery of the technique and perform hassat-durr during a storm, you will be repeatedly struck by lightning and killed.”

 

Despite himself, Luke laughed. “You’re kidding. Right?”

 

She shook her head. “The hassat-durr techniques suffuse your body with a very low level of electromagnetic radiation. You produce the radiation as an interaction between the Force and your own mental influence over your central nervous system. The energies a student produces early in his study of the technique attract lightning much like a lightning rod. It is for this reason that this skill, like that of dismantling explosives, is best perfected before it is attempted in the field.”

 

“Other than scrambling brain scans and permitting a rather difficult-to-solve form of suicide by lightning, what do the other hassat-durr techniques do?”

 

“They can disable one’s own prosthesis and electronic implants, can interfere with shock shackles, can cause one to be perceived by animal senses as something terrible or something inoffensive, and can allow one to act as a very effective range-boosting antenna for comlinks. And other uses.”

Zoro > Talzin.

I should push him for the lists.