Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Many look at the tattoo on my face and assume it’s some sort of family emblem or a design I found aesthetically pleasing. They’re wrong, of course. The first time a fellow trainee succeeded in injuring me was something of an eye-opener. The wound gave way to a scar, but even that began to fade. So I took this reminder of my own mortality—of my opponent’s performance—and made it permanent. Enshrined it in blood-red ink. I decided that every serious cut or gash or break would receive the same treatment. To date, there are only two tattoos. Perhaps Korriban will see more.

Many look at the tattoo on my face and assume it’s some sort of family emblem or a design I found aesthetically pleasing. They’re wrong, of course.

The first time a fellow trainee succeeded in injuring me was something of an eye-opener. The wound gave way to a scar, but even that began to fade. So I took this reminder of my own mortality—of my opponent’s performance—and made it permanent. Enshrined it in blood-red ink.

I decided that every serious cut or gash or break would receive the same treatment.

To date, there are only two tattoos. Perhaps Korriban will see more.

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