Beauty

Guan fiddles with her thumbs a bit. "If you went to Feldam's you know there aren't many orcs there..." She trails off a bit unable to meet your gaze.

"And the ones that are there aren't treated very well." You finish for her. She nods silently in agreement. "So, I'm assuming you want a full racial shift then?"

"No!" She cries out looking up at you. "I'm proud of my heritage." She explains, "Just, maybe if I was beautiful they wouldn't treat me as bad."

You walk around your desk and sit on it front of her, tilting her chin to look up at you. Her bone structure is blocky, her nose large, eyes the color of piss. Still, for an orc she's quite a bit closer to the beauty standards of the other races. "I can do that." You tell her. "But I can assure you most of the racist pricks are still going to be racist pricks."

She nods but looks you in the eyes for the first time. "I still want to do it."

You shrug. "Talk to my secretary about payment then. If you can sort things out for payment, we can get you all prettied up on Friday."