After the last of the hotel staff had left the room Arthur gives it one final look over. Tall tables are arranged neatly but spread out. A side table has drinks of varying flavors and strengths. The walls remain bare and the floor boring carpet.
Outside of the people who would attend the room looks ordinary. Nodding to himself Arthur chants fragments of the lost mother tongue and releases his will into the Pattern. Sound wraps at the edges of the room just before the walls, floor, and ceiling. Walking to the main doors Arthur opens them and waits for mages to show up.
Hopefully the new mages will join a Cabal today. If not, well, they'll have to read the Rules again.
3 suxx to Sound Bubble the room