Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150502142033/@comment-24736819-20150521045757

At that precise moment, Velaryon started to tremble violently.

Hunger...

His muscles started to grow as his transformation began: his hair grew in length and became wilder, fingernails started to turn into sharp claws, as sharp as any surgical tools which the Investigators could see inside Audiana's bag. He seemed to be turning into a Werewolf...or did he?

Hunger...

Strangely enough, the transformation took some weird turns and seemed to stop halfway the complete change. Instead, he acquired a rather pale look to match the dark-grey tuffs of hair which occupied random parts of his body. His snout also didn't quite grew as it was expected from a Werewolf, it stopped rather early giving him a more humanoid look even though his teeth did enlarged into fangs.

Hunger...hunger...

He wasn't as big as a regular man-wolf would be, but he was uglier and seriously deformed, which helped him to get free from the shackles that restrained his movements. The wendigo's red eyes glanced at the newborn enemy, the bigger threat and the greatest killer in the room: the Pale Man. The hideous beast shook its head as if awakening from a nightmare before he looked back to the other investigators.

Hunger...

The creature quickly rushed back to the spot where his original form was shackled and adjusted its course to the tearful investigator. All of that happened so quickly that it surprised even the monster himself as he seemed not to be sure about what he was doing or what was going on, yet he did seemed famished. The creature's face came inches close to Kay's and its sickening, rotten breath invaded her nostrils...for a moment it seemed like he was going to bite her face off, but to their surprise he easily freed her from the shackles with a strong pull.

"Quick!", it talked! It was not Velaryon's voice, though...it was much more deeper and guttural. He started to run towards Geralt.