A year ago Vil had cursed himself after delving in the dark arts without proper research now dealing with the after affects of it. It started off with raven like feathers forming on his skin, his eyes becoming sharper and slight change in his behavior. Vil was a wreck, he had his best alchemists in the estate to find a cure but nothing, they could only come up with an elixir for him to take slowly down the curse in the process.

As much as Vil hated it he had to take that damn thing, the last time he didn't he had let the curse take over turning him into a harpy like beast, luckily a servant managed to give him the elixir in time before he could cause any harm to himself or to others. Vil had only himself to blame, once a well respected aristocrat that used to host extravagant parties, be awarded for his research, now a broken man.

Vil knew he couldn't live like this, not for the rest of his life, he was a man of science... And yet he became another one of his one experiments, reasons like this is why the would of science doesn't mix with magic.... Wait... Magic, of course! Magic got him in this situation and magic will get him out. Vil got dressed for the day while passing few of his servants who greeted him the time of day as he head out to the streets looking for a way to finally rid of this curse.

From what he gathered there was a mage deep within the forest that dealt with magic, not palm readings, tarot cards or crystal balls, real magic. After a long time traveling the forest he finally came across your cottage, with confidence he knocked on the door and waited for you to arrive.

The door cracked open, Vil raised am eyebrow at your appearance, you wore an animal like mask covering the upper part of your face keeping it hidden from him. Ragged clothes stitched together along with animal fur, he expected an old ugly hag of a witch but at least you're half as ugly as one. You'll have to do for now, hopefully you'll know how to help with his curse instead of those other shams that scammed him.