He sat patiently, not moving as Claire circled behind him and inspected his back. She didn’t know how bad he thought it was, but it was bad enough. Even by candlelight and having seen it once before, she was appalled. Before, she had seen only one shoulder. The scars covered his entire back from shoulders to waist. While many had faded to little more than thin white lines, the worst formed thick silver wedges, cutting across the smooth muscles. She wondered if maybe, she could use some potions to heal his back. Prepare Murtlap essence, if only she could find the ingredients.