Garth looked at the paper he was handed, almost asking if this whole thing was real or some cruel prank. But he bit his tongue and took one of the lead sticks and wandered over to give Lidia back her voucher.<br/><br/>He was so busy looking at the paper he was meant to fill out, that he bumped into the back of the large brutish man who had arrived asking for the lore master and 'finest mead'. Gazing up at the large Norseman he gulped, "Oh uh, sorry! I wasn't really looking where I was going!" Garth chuckled nervously and practically scampered over to Lidia and gave her voucher back.<br/><br/>He sat down at her table, and began to fill out the form.<br/><br/>Name: Garth Farthings<br/>Age: 22<br/>Occupation: Blacksmith's apprentice<br/>Nearest person that would take care of you in an emergency: Ronald Burk<br/>Why do you want to come to The Draconic Academy: To find adventure and make my father and master Burk proud.<br/><br/>Once the form was filled out to his satisfaction, he wandered back over to the loremaster's table and gave her the lead stick and the form back. "I hope it's alright.." he said quietly.