Running through the back streets of the town, the young boy tries to lose his pursuers. Ducking into a pile of rubbish, he holds his breath and movements as the small group of soldiers rush by. Glancing down to the item in his hands the boy scowls.
“They threw it away. They didn’t want it.” The boy mutters to himself as he pulls the item to his lips and takes a bite out of the half-eaten bun with a disdainful grimace.
I miss Nibbs and Tosn! If they were still here we would be happy and together! The boy thinks sadly and remembers when the Turamzzyrian soldiers and the weird man in the robe caught his group unaware while they were sleeping by the hut in the shanties. I should have stayed to help them! Maybe we could have all got away! This town doesn’t even belong to those soldiers!
Silently the boy cries while eating his meal for the day. I hate those soldiers…I hate those people!
“I am Pukk. I will never forget. I will never forgive.” The boy mutters to the darkness as he swallows what is left of his meal, closes his eyes and tries to sleep the uneasy, fretful sleep of his kind.
You see Pukk.
He appears to be a Human.
He is tall. He appears to be an adult. He has silver-flecked sapphire blue eyes and smoothly tanned skin. He has shoulder length, lush onyx black hair. He has small birthmark in the shape of a lute on the apple of his cheek and distinct bow-shaped lips.
Abandoned at an early age in Wehnimer's Landing, Pukk has only a few memories of his parents. Only due to the few items his parents left him and a meeting with wandering bard who saw his parents on the day they entered the town did he become aware that he might be Tehir. It was later that he learned he was Shakat.
Found wandering the streets of Landing alone, a few of the shanty town kids took Pukk in and sheltered him. Banding together the group provided for each other. Wondering his place in life, Pukk tried his hand in healing but quickly found out that he did not have the knack for the healing and his advice on herbs went unheard. Then came his quick trial into all things rangerly. This ended badly since Pukk was unaccustomed to the life outdoors and the magics of the profession. Not having the voice for Bardhood, Pukk learned how to lift change from coin pouches and the art of the cutpurse.
As all things come and go, so too did the group of kids. Some moved on, some were caught lifting and some found the wrong side of a sword. Pukk’s closest friends and his protectors, Nibbs and Tosn, were the last to go. Abducted one night by soldiers and a mage of the Turamzzyrian empire, the two were carried off never to be heard from again.
This led to Pukk apprenticing himself under various warriors for weapons training. Although Pukk’s mischievousness grew, so did too his scorn for those from the empire as well as his love for his town and friends.
Pukk is married to Wyrden. Very happily so.
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