Jeff saw his skin darken to an glossy obsidian black, his eyes turned red and his ears became pointy. His face sharpened with elven features. His hair turned snow white and grew to waist length.
Suddenly he srank..was he getting smaller?..no, he was getting younger. Then his clothes changed. They became very elaborate and ornait, like something a noble wouldn't wear. By the time he stopped getting younger he looked about six.
New Memories flowed into his head. He was the adopted son of the king and Queen. They could have children, but loved him as their own child. He was already a fully trained wizard and swordsman. He was hailed as a child prodigy.