Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20141029020027/@comment-24736819-20141206012847

"I will do my best...If I do my worst you'll end up dead.", the orc replied.

He started to work on the khajiit's new hand, first he tied the piece of wood so Kashmira wouldn't be able to speak anymore. It was a incredibly painful process as he connected the khajiit's arteries to the rods that would serve as veins to her prosthetic dwemer hand.

The orc adjusted every cog and rod so it would mimic the real muscles of a hand. he pulled the veins so the blood could pump through the 'mechanical veins' and lubrificate the hand... Unfortunately, that process was beyond resistance to Kashmira's pain threshold, so that's when Kashmira passed out from the pain.

He finished up the job, cleaning the dwemer hand and testing to see if there were any problems.

"Alright...it will take some time, but her body will adjust itself with the new hand. She should wake up in half an hour or so.", the orc told Zen.

"I recommend you two to wait here until I come back...in case something goes wrong when she wakes up.", the orc said as he collected the money and headed for the door.