Perth Levov
It matters not who I am. My power is all that shou
It was a chance meeting based upon a deciphered clue in a book full of leads that Perth had had come across after she had found the Force. Or perhaps the Force found her? Either way, it was now in her possession and it had led her to a young man whose penchant for tattoos had sparked a thought.
For seeing the inking had made her think about the application of pigments. She’d seen them used for cosmetic reasons, for identifying slaves and for cultural identity. But her interest went beyond any of these uses. She wanted to adorn herself not to be part of something bigger, nor to make herself unique. Rather she saw this as a way to use the Force — and in a way that was going to play to her strengths of using dark-sided magic.
So she made the decision to check out other notable uses of the art — in case any would help her understand how to integrate the Force and the inking in the way her mind imagined.
And being logical, she approached the task alphabetically and so started with the A’mari.