Lanharath stood in the middle of the pit and did not seem to hear Pok's emotional words. His eyes seemed to be glowing with a slight golden light and for the first time since you've known him, he doesn't seem to be looking at anything. He seemed to be in some kind of strange trance. Lanharath was nodding his head slowly and mumbling to himself, almost like he was talking to someone that no-one else could see.
Storm clouds that seemed to come out of nowhere appeared overhead and, luckily for the group, did not seem to break, but rather, they almost seemed to move with some kind of purpose towards the Shadow Marches.
While Lanharath continues to nod to himself, you notice the oddest thing. Gradual at first, you noticed that Lanharath's form seemed to be fading and that you were able to see THROUGH him! After only half a minutes' time, Lan's form faded from view, and all that was left behind was the scrap of cloth that was found at the landslide a few days back.
The storm clouds thundered in the distance as a high altitude wind blew it away from you.
[sblock=Exit Stage Left] And that's that for Lanharath. As soon as you guys get to the next town, you'll meet my new character! See you guys then! [/sblock]