Rabka is standing in an unfamiliar room, holding her baby.

Three of the walls are a semi-translucent silver. 

The fourth is made of light. 

Words appear in the light.

Welcome.

You are here because the last speaker has died.

In an effort to prevent magic from entirely leaving this world, I have created this place.

You are now a speaker. 

To use your power, you must simply read out loud. Whatever you describe will come into existence before you.

If you wish to share this power, simply bring another into this room and announce that they have your blessing to become a speaker. But beware, in the wrong hands this power can lead to great destruction.