"Thank you, though I may require some assistance in the initial preparatory cuts." Valetni said, still leaning over the corpse. He began making the incision at the shoulder, and moved across to the sternum, stopping at the last of the true ribs. When he reached this point, he began cutting back towards the hip, choosing a X shaped incision rather than the more standard Y incision. This done, he folded the four flaps of skin back, exposing the internal workings of the subject.<br/><br/>Valetni wasn't sure where to begin. He had his procedures, of course, after nearly thirty years of doing this, you had better bet he had procedures, but this was a whole new land.<br/><br/>Gold was everywhere. Flecks in the lungs, diaphragm, and musculature. He stared, there even appeared to be a hollow section taking up a portion of the large intestine.<br/><br/>"This is quite interesting." He remarked to no one in particular. "This man should not have been alive, at the very least, this much gold would have killed him from the poisoning alone."<br/><br/>Out of Idle curiosity, Valetni checked, and indeed, the affliction had even spread to the man's shriveled genitalia.<br/><br/>Returning his gaze to the chest cavity, Valetni began the slow task of removing the major organs. Cutting each one free of the connective tissue, each slice accompanied by a ooze of blood, Valetni was soon covered elbow deep in gore. He stripped off the gloves, they weren't helping him any, and he needed a firmer grip on the blood slick knife.<br/><br/>He placed each major organ on the ground as it was removed, Heart, Lungs, Liver, Kidney. He moved the intestines around, sorting through them as he searched for the associated organs of the digestive system. He placed the gallbladder aside separately, he'd want to take that with him.<br/><br/>It seemed that everything was where it should be, and aside from the mysterious golden grafts, there was almost nothing out of the ordinary with the man. Valetni shrugged.<br/><br/>"I'm done here." He said after approximately forty five minutes. "Would one of you be so kind as to get me a specimen jar out of my trunk?" He said, holding up his blood drenched arms, the sleeves of his robes safely rolled up before he began the procedure.