"So there is a Sith race as well as the title used for Dark Side wielders? I had no idea." Now that truly is a fascinating bit of history that has been lost to the sands of time in the galaxy. "Which one came first?" He's assuming the people rather than the culture but one never knows.

"Yes. I was born a Nightbrother. These--" He gestures to his black tattoos. "--Are not natural markings. Nightsisters mark their kits with them over a period of time after they are born. It tells of information like which clan you belong to, when you were born, and basic personality traits. Therefore no two Nightbrothers are marked in quite the same way."

There's a certain amount of pride as Maul talks about his culture. Sidious had tried to erase his past, make him solely his faithful weapon, but he could never erase the simple truth that was already etched into Maul's skin. He clung to that part of his past, knowing that there was a point in his life where he hadn't belonged to his master.