"This was 19, so a little over a year. I've escaped twice now" He said. He noticed she was of considerable beauty herself. Vorin sat down on a stool. "Will you kill me?" he asked plainly. "I'm tired of this life, I don't want to be a monster anymore." Pausing for a moment to sniff the air, he pulled her away from the door, throwing her back to get her out of the way of an arrow that was no doubt intended for him. Vorin was unable to control himself, he began to shift in self defense. It was very painful, the breaking and rearranging of bones, and the rapid growth. Within moment, Vorin stood as the beast and charged out the door to slaughter the archer who fired the arrow