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What appeared to be a young male with a snake tail from the waist down and long locks of blondish brown hair laid on his back on some beach surrounded by high cliffs.. The only indication that he was still alive was the small rise and fall of his chest. From a glance one would notice the manacles on his wrists and the strange brace around his neck and though they were not chained together they would obviously be heavy and were enchanted in some form. The young boy stirred and looked around as if lost. He attempted to pull off the manacles but they were obviously too small to be pulled just off. He sighed and moved over to the cliffs. He could climb them though it would take a while. He looked around for an easier way up. That's when he noticed the only other person on the beach. Which was weird cause the person looked like he belonged in some palace or some manor rather on a beach, not to mention his face reflected one who cared about nothing. He approached the strange man and said, "can you remove my bindings? I am too weak to do so and I would use my magic but the manacles drain me of my power and the one around my neck traps me within my serpentine form."
The man did not seemed to effected and merely responded, "I am not here to free you creature but to welcome you to my lords realm. He heard your cry for release from your master and from the pain the world had caused you before. So he brought you here where the only pain that is caused is to your mentality, unless it is physical, and the only one whose orders you must follow is that of Lord Sheogorath. He wishes for you to go to the castle. if you climb those cliffs in the distance you shall see the city of New Sheoth where my lord resides and where your salvation awaits you." With that the man disappeared.
The naga boy turned back to the cliff and sighed. He would have to scale the cliffs to find out about his freedom. Though he suddenly realised he know not who he was or where he hailed from. He knew things, many great things of the future and of magic and about his race but not about what country he was from, what it was like, his family, or himself. With that realized he looked at the cliffs and said, "Who am I?"