*Time seems to stop for everyone but Trias and the spirit or Naran`or*
Trias: You wish to return?
Naran`or: If it is still within your ability to do so.
Trias: Of course it is, i have control of Life and Death, prepare yourself.
*flames of bright white light burst from the ground in a circle around Trias. The spirit of Naran`or becomes visible and is sheathed in a golden aura. For 9 minutes (which is only 9 seconds to everybody else) Trias makes grand gestures and says random words in many different languages, most of it in druidic, draconic, and abyssal. Time returns to its normal flow*
Trias (in common): Let my sin be UNDONE!
*the spirit form of Naran`or is sucked into the ground with a bright red flash*
Trias: Rise from the ashes and return to us.
*A large explosion rocks the chamber as a figure crawls from a large crater in the center of the room, it is obviously Naran`or, but he seems different, as if worn by the passage of time. He walks over to Trias, who gives him something, as soon as he does, the entire room fills with darkness, yet the party can see clearly as if it were lit up by a thousand suns*