Alas for Falathar, bard of many talents except the ability to know when to run.
Strabomenos offered his temple and his high priestess to make an attempt at breathing life back into the bard. Strabo took the hat of disguise from Falathar’s pack and nonchalantly stuffed it on his head, perhaps as payment for the services, either raise dead or funeral, no one is exactly sure.
The party has learned two things for certain. Shadows are scary and Paladins are REALLY handy to have around.