One of the Clan's Shamans, Feather Wait is a man of few words, a haunter of the Shadows and a friend of the night.

Even on the hottest days there will always be a spot of shade about him and whoever is in attendance, and at night the very air about him often broils with darkness spirits.

Rumours abound that in his youth he has been to Troll Break in Pavis and talked to the Uz there, trading for secrets and power. What is certain is that he protected the Clan when they grazed on the borders of Shadows Dance, before the defeat at Moonbroth.

Thin and birdlike, his hair is adorned with feathers of the Raven.

A master of theft and Illusion.