After cleaning out the giants basement and puling all the nails out of the rafters, we headed back to Kopur to offload our massive pile of treasure. I decided to pay my old friend Druk a visit and have him do a little preventive maintenance on Serpent Manus.After closly inspecting the bindings and bushings, Druk seemed pleased at how well its held up and descided to test a “full power mode”. I thought it WAS at full power! Apparently Druk was worried about overheating the emitter due to its custom enclosure but rekoned that a few bursts here and there probably wouldn’t hurt it. He showed me how to BOOST the caps to full power and i could feel the resonator in my bones. I struck the target dead center and the bulls-eye burst into flames with electrical energy! What a deal! He warned me about the dangers of boost and i could definitely feel the heat. I told him we should try to develop a heat sink of some kind and he said he would see what he could come up with. I had previously salvaged a few heavy springs from the floor of some mechanical room in the depths of stonehell. As i suspected, Druk had an idea about how to use them to improve the trigger mechanism that engages my claw pistons. He also gave me some pointers on how to use the momentum of an attack to follow through in a second attack. I had of coarse heard of this tactic as cleaving but typically it is only practiced with great swords. The weight of Serpent Manus however allows for a modified lunging version of this practice. A surprise attack in this manner should prove to be absolutely lethal. We have incorporated my lockpicking tools in with the can opener. I am just going to refer to this area of the weapon as the “Multi-tool” from now on. Druk seems to like the name and i see that twinkle in his eye. It is much quieter and more convenient than having them clank about in a bag. I wonder if this configuration will catch on with other thieves. I bet Druk would make a fortune if he could sell a version of this where the price isn’t a hand. I only miss my hand occasionally. Then I turn to the nearest child, snap my claws a few times, and laugh at their stupid terrified faces. Gotta keep the legend alive you know.