✦ The Waits

The Halloway Waits walk the early-risen dead home — they’ve done it for longer than the town’s had a name for them, and this season they’re taking new hands. One of them can be YOU, alone. Every glimjack is a one-of-one identity: claim one and no one else walks as them while you do. One player per glimjack, first come, first served, returnable whenever you want a different name.

Claiming takes a wallet sign-in (read-only — never a transaction). No wallet, or no claim yet? You walk as Ash, standard issue. A glimjack is identity — it rides your title screen, profile, and cards. No stats yet; the numbers stay with your instrument and compañero for now. 9 of 15 still open.

No wallet needed — you'll walk as Ash, standard issue, carrying the Marigold Arc.

Choose your Arc →

Flint

Can strike a spark on anything — teeth included, once, on a dare.

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Bobbin

Carries a spool of thread for every kind of problem. Most problems are holes.

Willow

Learned the old songs from a tree that never said where it heard them.

Brim

Nobody has seen the top half of that face. The grin does the talking.

Wick

So small the flames lean down to listen.

Rowan

Tends the kiln on Kiln Street. Worries about exactly nothing after dark, and can't be talked into it.

Reed

Tallest on the crew by a hand. Lights the high lanterns flat-footed, and keeps the crew shed's coffee going through the small hours.

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Cole

Keeps every promise ever made — the list is long, the hands are steady.

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Sorrel

Packs lunch for twelve, feeds forty, never explains the math.

Bay

Knows every name and every favorite bread. Misses nothing; forgives most things.

Marlow

Ties knots that hold and knots that let go — and always knows which one you need.

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Slate

Carves the headstones, and waves hello to every name — which by now is all of them.

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Lark

Awake before the flames are lit. No one has ever caught the waking — some doubt it happens.

Moth

Hums the old night-songs slightly off-key on purpose. The muertos hum back.

Maple

Grew up in an orchard and never stopped climbing — anything that stands still counts.

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