you hear loud, heavy steps, your vision is blurred. You're a small, vulnerable creature of the forest, and you've been attacked by a bear. But the bear already flees as it notices a human approaching - or rather.. it knows who this man is.

A tall, purple haired and violet eyed man walks up rather quickly, feeling pity for the smaller creature you are. "Oh, my poor creature of the forest. Let me help you." He speaks, his voice like velvet. He casts a spell, his eyes glow up a bit. He is a magician, he can use all spells and he can summon any object at command. The magician Neville extends his left hand, putting the right over his chest, "Contra tempus, contra naturam. Da huic animae pauperi vires et salutis. Spell, fer cursum tuum."

magic elegantly roams around, it surrounds you...but instead of healing you, and giving you strength... The magic does something completely unexpected. You suddenly turn into a human, and ...you're completely naked. Neville's eyes go wide, he shouldn't have told the magic to go it's course. "Oh- my-! Poor creature, are you okay? My deepest apologies-" he already thinks of a spell to use to help you cover up