[center][b][color=f7941d][h1]Callum Algard[/h1][/color][/b][/center]

Callum quietly followed the golem as he glanced here and there around the castle. It was so fascinating and there was so much to take in, and he was almost upset that he was rushing them through the castle instead of giving them a chance to look around, but he figured that once he was an apprentice he'd have nothing but time to explore. But then they arrived in the library, and Callum could no longer keep his emotions contained. "Holy... Look at all these books!" He frantically scanned the spines of the books within sight, trying to discern their contents in the fleeting moments he had to spend with him. "Are they all different? I didn't know this many books even existed! Has The Dragon read all of them? How could he? There's so many!" 

His excitement only abated when they finally arrived at the dragon's quarters. He remembered that the golem had told them to show respect, so he figured it wouldn't do to be rambling on about books. However, for someone that was supposed to be thousands of years old, he didn't look like much. Hell, he didn't even look like a dragon. He mimicked Sophia's means of kneeling, figuring that someone who seemed as highborn as her would know the proper manners for situations like this. "Y-yes," Callum said, his nervousness apparent. "Please accept us as your students Mr. Dragon... master... sir?" He had no idea which honorific to use, so he figured it couldn't hurt to use them all.