Dark and musty, the Wizard's Quarters are filled with ancient tomes and mysterious items.  Scrolls and jars of mysterious reagents line the walls of the Wizard's Quarters, and magical lights flicker with a mysterious green flame.
Wizard's Quarters, Outside Tower
a baby dragon
golem
I cannot speak.  I have no mouth to speak with.  I am an object brought to life, given spirit by a good wizard.  I keep him company and help with the chores.  But how I wish I could say words or even write.
... Do, you see the lights, Golem? I wonder what they are. My baby eyes are still adjusting... ... Wow, you are brave! What are they? ... I guess they aren’t the Wizard’s best thing after all. Hey, look at this! ... I wish I were old enough to read...Is it interesting? ... So, it’s boring too...This wizard, he needs to get better tricks. ... Well, I’m glad we have each other, Golem!