Oh, and for those of you who haven't read Red Harvest, here are some of Scabrous' feats.
Telekinesis
Flings Nickter out of a window:
The Sith Lord gazed upon his creation. A terrible, prescient smile crept across his face.
"Nickter," he said. "Come to me"
The thing shuffled another step forward, and Scabrous held out one hand beckoning it forth like an animal.
"Yes. That's right"
All at once Nickter sprang forward with entirely different kind of urgency, the tubes ripping of its spine. Reddish yellow stuff splashed and spewed from the open tubes, spraying out into the air. From his hiding place Jura saw the Sith Lord rear backward, his arms in front of his face, as the thing that had once been Win Nickter landed on top of him and without hesitation sank its teeth into Scabrous's face.
Scabrous swung one arm upward, and the thing flew back across the lab, its body reduced to a momentary blur, flailing into a tall rack of unused flask and beakers not far from where Jura was still crouched.
The rack exploded in a deafening cacophony of shattered glass, the thing tumbling over the floor, and Jura saw it push itself upright, its cheeks and forehead glittering with broken shards like dragon teeth.
Astringent smells of alcohol and ammonia and carbolic acid filled the air.
Jura saw the girl stand up and run for the turbolift. She never looked back, not even as the door sealed shut behind her.
A roar of fury shook the chamber around him, loud enough that Jura felt it reverberating in the hollow of his chest. On the opposite side of the Lab, Scabrous rose up. The right half of his hung down in a pale bloody flap. Above it, his eyes coruscated with anger so ferocious that looked like something entirely different, something dangerously close to madness.
The Sith Lord flung out his right hand, palm rasied, in the direction of Nickter's corpse. The corpse jerked back again, tumbling like a thing on wire, and this time Jura Ostrogoth realized that he was the one crouched directly in its path.
The realization came to late too save him. Nickter's coprse collided with him, knocking him off his feat and pounding the air out of his lungs, hurling both og them backward into one of the wide curved view-ports that formed the tower's wall Jura's final impression-that the entire world was bursting apart around him in s brittle, deafening explosion-was not altogether wrong.
Then he fell.
--Taken from Red Harvest
Uses the Force to cushion a hundred meter fall
Scabrous bypassed the turbolift, crossing directly toward the shat-tered windows, casting his gaze out at the broken, snow-stricken terrain spreading out into the horizon. A feeling of confidence stirred within him, bring with it a renewed sense of purpose. This was his academy, his planet- nobody knew it as well as he did. There was nowhere that Jedi could hide that he could not find her. Without a moments hesitation, he sprang forward and jumped out the brocken viewport. He cleared it easily, plunging out into the night, knighfing downward through the air, using the Force to guide his descent a hundred meters down. At base of the tower, he hit the ground running
-- Taken from Red Harvest
Force Speed
He has swung his sword fast enough to sheer air molecules from their bonds:
The Sith Lord charged at her, angling the sword downward, it's blade whickering past her so closely that Zo heard the steel hissing crosswise through the air, shearing molecules from their bonds. It clanged off the wall and he spun around with sickening, eye-watering speed, slicing sideways for her.
--Taken from Red Harvest
He swings is sword fast enough to have it camouflage with it's surroundings:
"o turned and moved her neck, straining to tilt her head as much as the straps would allow. The Sith Lord gazing down. The decay process had accelerated drastically since she'd last looked at him. The Sickness had taken over his face completely now, remaking it into gelid, shapeless soup from which two bloodshot eyes gleamed at her with ter-
rible scrutiny. Gray strips of gristle quivered from the exposed bone of his skull, and when he spoke she saw tendons swing inside his throat.
He was holdinng a sword.
Not a lightsaber, but an actual Sith sword. Its shining blade seemed to have been forged from the same black durasteel as the walls around them, and stretched as long as Scabrous's arm. As the Sith Lord raised it up, Zo Realized that the designs from the walls of pit had been echoed along the blade's entire length, great thorny rows weapon seemed almost to blur and merge with its surroundings, its lethal edge shimmering and disappearing again as the Sith Lord swung it overhead.
--Taken from Red Harvest
As for dueling, he has defeated Rojo Trace (someone admittedly unimpressive).
I'm more then sure he has more feats then this, but these are the only ones I have on me atm.
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