The Goblet.

You reach for the Goblet and as your hands wrap around the stem, the other objects fade from view. The goblet is ice cold, but as you bring it to your lips, you can feel warmth radiating from the liquid inside. It looks like Mercury, but you gulp it down all the same. It burns and stings as it coats your throat. You try to spit it out, but nothing comes up - you can still feel it dripping into your stomach. You clutch your throat, but the pain stops. The voice calls out.

"The Silver Tongue is a weapon of fate. All those who hear your words will give themselves to your whims. You decide their fate."

A door appears before you and pure light pours out as it opens. You step forward and as you begin to walk through, the voice speaks a final time.

"Be warned, young one. Words are powerful, but not insurmountable. Some wills need only be pushed, others cannot be conquered at all."

You walk through the door.