The journey back was swift, and he'd spend the next few weeks pushing their newest member, Anke, hard, driven by a sudden passion that likely surprised those who knew him... and worried them, to a degree.<br/><br/>Eventually, though, he revealed his intent, and arranged to perform the resurrection at a local temple to Pharasma. The Pharasmans, familiar with death and rebirth, even had a room set aside for similar rituals, and took the necessary precautions - especially when he warned that the intended recipient was Huge.<br/><br/>The process was remarkably quick, all things considered, as Anke chanted the words on the scroll, and the magic flared to life, amplified by the chamber's attunement. Over the course of a few seconds, the small bone he had recovered transformed into a very large silver dragon, who gasped for air as soon as her body set down. "I'm... alive? In a temple? What is this?" she asked, sounding suspicious, but not entirely worried... yet.