Wynn raked out his free hand, fingers and blunt nails digging for Skater’s face. The troll’s broad, ugly features were knotted up in pain. Crimson-studded silver earrings dangled from the scarred, triangular flaps of gristle that passed for ears on the huge shaggy head. His horns were engraved with intricate patterns and filled in with synthamber that glowed with inner fire.