As you hold the two way conversation through the cavern wall with the external shard of your mind you test the golden links. Its total length is just over two feet, severely restricting your movement. They are almost pure, making them weak for metal, but it would still require several attempts to reliable break.<br/><strong>“So you awaken,”</strong>the throaty voice of the submerged white form speaks, moments later it is follow by the sound of it pulling himself out of the water. The extra length that disbarred him from being a humanoid does indeed turn out to be a tail, but not that of a fish. The thick tail is covered in leathery hide, and on the top a line malleable fins each an inch in height flank smaller, wider lumps of bone.<br/>The form is that of a large, fat lizard, its skin leached white from excess water and no sun, its body barely 3 inches above the ground. Then it tenses, its right angled legs elongating slightly, then changing in shape to allow it to stand upright, revealing its even paler, smooth belly. His jaw, almost three feet in length seems to shrink, its voice becoming more human, but still distinctly not so, “Forgive the precaution. My, friend tells me you fought like it. Which I take to mean you can fight unarmed and can wield magic. I’ve taken care of the former and if I see any of the latter I will break all your fingers, so don’t push your luck,”