Nevan blinks.
"Harmful? N-no, it's not harmful. It's just, well-" He scratches his head, and takes a breath.
"I guess I'm like a reincarnation of this mischievous fox from before, who was punished for trying to be too powerful and messing himself up in the process? Except I didn't know it, and was raised like normal, and only ever had the one little shifting ability..."
"But the mage who gave me the amethyst also gave me some old clothes and a ball, which apparently belonged to this fox. I started having dreams, and then he was like a voice in the back of my head (I know, it sounds kinda crazy), and then somebody did some sort of cloning spell on me and when there was two of me one became him. It didn't last, because neither of us was whole without the other. But he can take over and make me look more like him, or he can seperate from me for a short period of time. But I don't like him. He's always got ulterior motives."
He sighs again.
"Anyway, he knows way more magic than me. And I guess one of the first big things he did was dimension travel."