VaguelyFamiliar asked for Kavar/Talia, and I am at her beckon and call. What did you think was going to happen?

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Kavar was twenty years old when Exar Kun was defeated, and he never forgot that time. He remembers the sight of Jedi streaming out of the Temple to fight, and he remembers the scent of burnt flesh and his Master's cauterized stump of an arm. Mostly, though, he remembers the sight of Ulic Qel-Droma wreathed in lightning, stalking the streets of Iziz with an army of Sith behind him.

And now, he is here again. It hasn't changed much in forty-five years – there are Beastrider layabouts in the street and now all the signs are subtitled in Basic, but other than that, it's still the same. There are still armed soldiers in the streets, still make-shift preachers telling the masses what they want to hear, and there is still civil war.

Kavar thinks the only decent part of Onderon is Talia, and that isn't saying much.

Queen of Onderon, the daughter of a rebellious Naddist and a Beastrider King, she is young, tempestuous, and cruel. She's also the best chance to keep Onderon in the New Republic, and Kavar needs her. He hates that he needs her, but he does, so he works with what he has, tries to temper her natural viciousness with compassion, tries to temper her impatience with wisdom, and she seems to listen to him.

He doesn't know why, of course. She certainly doesn't listen to him because he is a Jedi. He has a sinking suspicion she listens to him because here on the Rim he is remembered principally as a tactician, and Izizians respect soldiers, respect those who serve. Whatever the reason, this woman respects him, listens to him because she thinks he has important information to impart.

If he didn't, he doubts she would have sheltered him. Her situation is precarious enough that whispers of a Jedi sheltered under her roof could be what finally topple her.

Kavar is not stupid. He's sixty-five and Talia is forty, but they both look twenty years younger, and probably for the same reason. It wasn't so long ago that Iziz was a Naddist outpost, and it's only been a spare fifty years since a Ruler of Onderon was a Sith adept. He senses no darkness in Talia, or at least, no darkness that is unusual to a tyrant. He knows that she wants to do the best thing by her people, and he knows that she thinks the best thing is dealing with the Republic, Jedi aside. That's all he needs to know.

But he does not forget what Talia is, and he watches her all the time. They smile their false smiles at each other, and pretend to be friends, but Kavan knows that as soon as Vaklu is dead and the Sith Lord manipulating her planet is gone, he will have no place here. And that's all right. That's as it should be.

Talia is a vicious tyrant trying to gain economic control of her sector of the galaxy. Kavar is a representative of a failing government who needs her money. Sometimes, it's as simple as that.