Mutters Cullen, with something resembling good grace: "I didn't get offended when somebody sliced my face open. I think I can handle myself in a smithy."

Someone did indeed slice Cullen's face open! Well. His lip. In a bar fight. That Cullen was trying to stop. After buying the keep's soldiers a round to show his appreciation for their very hard work. And because there wasn't a healer close by, it scarred -- a couple of inches long, on the right side of his face.

It's not the worst injury he's ever had.