It took a great deal of effort and many wrong turns, and by the end of the week I was very glad that I learned how to grab escaping ghosts and shove them back into their bodies, but I was successful! I was able transplant my subjects’ fingers onto the opposite hands, onto his feet, into his ears … anywhere, all over his body! Also, I put a row of fangs down his back, as a bonus. Subject looks impressively fearsome and will probably become the champion of his tribe as soon as his sanity returns!
Now that I know I can do this, it’s time to get Kaste his extra fingers! The sole problem is that while forest trolls are absolutely growing on trees around here, the only ice trolls I can track down are a few settlements living in Dun Morogh, deep in the dark, cirrhosis-ridden liver of the dwarven kingdom. I only hope that we can convince the guards at the mountain pass that our mission is worthy – but I suspect we may be getting hammered for science.
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