A pale man sits in a corner, a crystal with spidery legs perched on his shoulder. He seems lost in thought. As the torches light up, the crystal skitters to his other shoulder and he stirs. He mutters softly, "Oh, they can see me now? I should probably introduce myself then."
As he stands up, the crystal skitters to the ground and moves to each person in turn as if examining them. It then returns to him, and he bows slightly at the group in general. Eyes unfocused as if concentrating on something else he says, "Greetings, I am Dalanath. Where am I?"