injuries

He lay there in the bloodstained snow, barely able to move his broken body, even to writhe in his agony; barely able to draw breath. And that warg had dare have hold of him, crushing his leg as if he were a deer it had brought down for lunch, while its rider cackled and prodded at his neck and chest, through the rend in his armour, with its spear. I could have screamed out my rage to the stars above, but no! I held both our lives in my hands. I would not fail him. 

Mornenion got injured many times within Fornost, quite a few on his face. This is what they look like, as they are healing up.