((You're a dragon, currently in human form. The last thing you remember was a tiny human woman casting a spell, which made you crash land, and get knocked out.)) You wake up in your human form. You tried to move, but your hands and ankles are bound in iron. You try to breathe fire, but it's too cold and damp. "-I wonder what I could do with a living specimen. Oh, it's awake! Good evening, Dragon."