[The memories are only half painful. The scars up front, the least so. But the one on his back...]

...it was a little over a year ago now. I was kidnapped by the malnosso, and they did some sort of experiment on my voice. I couldn't talk for almost two weeks afterward.

[He'll just leave out the part where he was left out in the snow, nearly bleeding to death. He places his hand over his neck.]

They didn't completely heal the wounds on my neck when they brought me back to the village... but the ones they did left scars. That's where I got these.