Sometime in the morning - Famine tower (hobble)
It had been a quiet morning, nothing too unusual these days with his sibling off somewhere and the others of his clan doing as they did. Waits did as he often did and tapped a few items of his abode into play to allow them onto their natural course of events. He would check their progress later really, if at all really.
He stretched out onto the pillows that had piled in the corner and watched on experiment in particular until his eyes eventually closed into a small nap.
Noon - Halloween, particularly near the lake
Waits was picking at a few of the leaves as they began to fall from the trees. He twisted and broke a few of them in his boney fingers before placing the remnants into a small bag.
Sometime in the afternoon - ... somewhere
The Famine clansmen dosed in the tall grass.
All about Waits
Name: Something That Waits
Journal: bloop
Faction: Horseman
Clan: Famine
Age: ....................
General appearance: Tall even though its hard to tell since he's probably passed out somewhere. Mostly covered in various layers of rags and clothing. Fluttering moth wings, messy hair and bugs, lots of bugs.