Ras nodded and smiled. "Where's the fun in being able to change on a whim if I can't become the childhood fantasy of my women? I suppose I'll manage though." He stood up and walked over to a tree to hang onto it as a thick gray cloud began to envelop him. After a few minutes he had been replaced by a large, deep blue Naga with several scars on his chest and black Trollish markings going down his arms. "Huh, even as a Naga I can't get rid of these..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>