"How many?" Vorin asked the woman when she looked away. Vorin was very powerfully built, and had an attractive face, not someone you'd expect to be a curse monster, but believable. He turned to go to a chest where he had some pants. Putting them on, he cracked hi back and his neck, working the kinks out of his bones. With a groan, he rubbed his shoulder and then his thigh, his muscles were very tense and painful. This was his 19th change, only his second escape, he wasn't very happy