There was a tattoo inside my left thigh. It consisted of some writing that would have been upside-down to an outside observer, but I had no intention of there being any of those any time soon.

I read it.

A message for the current occupier of this body. You recently made certain rude remarks directed at an expert practitioner of the magical arts. “Stupid old witch” were the words you used, should you need reminding. As you are now aware, such behaviour has consequences, and you will accept those consequences until such time as you have completed a number of tasks that have been prepared for you as penance. Continued, right buttock.