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Late. Fashionably so. Zohn Maverick, literal titan of Belsavis, decided it was time to start meeting with leaders of galactic organizations. Though he wasn't directly a Senator, he was the de facto political representative of his world. There were whispers of Sith operations in his home sector...

Had he not noticed the lightsaber, Maverick may have been surprised by the strength the slender man possessed, but space magicks did a lot of weird things and made their practitioners incredibly capable warriors. Maverick returned with the strongest handshake he could muster, was it as strong as...

It seemed like no matter what, life just kept throwing curveballs at Zohn Maverick. Though in his twilight years, the former icon/politician would lose his attempt to combat the crime and corruption in Ninth Quadrant. Trounced by the forces loyal to Atorrin Garonnin, Zohn had fought an uphill...

John Maverick would sit in silence the whole meeting. He already gauged what he needed to about the FWA, the Republic, and their respective Senators. They were a pathetic motley crew at best. Rising to his feet, puffing his cigar, and adjusting his cufflinks, he'd head for the exit. Being a...

Senator Maverick sat in his room, arms crossed over his chest as his holo played the various broadcasts of the events of the day. Brother, had they all forgotten what the Jedi had done for them. Well, he didn't. He couldn't outright argue or shoot down Senator Thorne's statements nor opinions...

There was something about waking up to the sound of a crash. The aged Senator from Belsavis had been startled to wake, and looked around groggily as Senators were ushered out of the room to safety. He especially admired the man getting in a quick smoke. As Security came his way, he'd hold up a...