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Pukk (prime)

2026-03-05T15:21:25Z

GAMEQUEST3: Fixed some history

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{{characterprofile
|name= Pukk
|image= [[File:Pukk.jpg|thumbnail|center]]
|caption=Image created by the Pukk using MidJourney
|race= Human
|culture= Tehir
|profession= Rogue
|religion= Worships Lord Cholen
|affiliations=House Rising Phoenix Drakes Vanguard Clan Snar
|word=Mischievous
|disposition=Happy
|demeanor=Friendly
|strength=Loyalty
|weakness=Loyalty
|habits=Frustrating Cryheart and Hapenlok
|hobbies=Frustrating Cryheart and Hapenlok
|soft=candy
|instance= Prime
|town= Wehnimer's Landing
}}

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.

='''Appearance'''=
<hr>

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. 

='''History'''=
<hr>

Abandoned at an early age in [[Wehnimer%27s 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]]. 

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. 

='''Stories'''=
<hr>

Running through the streets Pukk and the rest of the kids practiced tumbling. You wouldn’t think kids who haven’t ate since the day before could have fun, but they were.

“Damn ye lot,” complained a merchant walking down the road as the kids tumbled in front of him. “Go back t’yer homes and stay out o’ my way!”

Pukk paused briefly and looked back at the merchant in fine silk clothing shaking his fist at him.

“Home..” Pukk whispered softly to himself.

“Guards should get rid o’ the lot of ye,” snorted the merchant loudly as he turned and continued walking down the road without a further consideration of the kids.

Still staring at the merchants back Pukk felt a tug on his sleeve. Looking over he noticed his friend Syvlle pulling on his tunic. “Come on you!”

Pukk’s face breaks out in a grin as he glances at his half-elven friend and quickly says, “Race you there!” And starts running past his friend and the other kids.

“Cheater!” Yelled Syvlle as he ran to catch up with Pukk and the other kids quickly following.

Fifteen minutes later the kids all stood in the alcove located in the sewers panting to catch their breath.

“Yeah tis is it, we will find riches down dere!” One of the kids pointed to the floor. “Tis a secret door. We will all have t’jump t’make it open.”

The kids glanced around with wonder and hope in their eyes. This meant they would be able to eat.

The leader of the gang started jumping on the trap door as an example. “Come on y’lot. I can’t do tis alone!”

With that Pukk and the rest of the kids started jumping. The jumping lead to giggling and the giggling lead to pushing. Pretty soon the kids forgot their original purpose and started enjoying themselves and laughing. Until a creaking and popping sound came from the floor. This caused the kids to stop jumping, now scared and confused.

“That doesn’t sound..” one of the kids started saying but was cut off in midsentence as the panel gave way beneath them and they all fell.

Recovering the leader of the gang stood up and exclaimed smugly, “See I tolya!”

“Where are the riches and treasures ye promised?” one of the kids asked petulantly.

“Dunno, I heard tis should be around here.”

It was at this moment skittering was heard off in the gloom and pairs of yellow eyes could be seen in the dark. Mole-like creatures that stood upright. Thryils. The kids screamed as the creatures started attacking these intruders. In the midst of the confusion Pukk tripped and fell, hitting his head and losing consciousness.

As Pukk slowly awoke, he became aware of where he was at. His body hurt, his head hurt and worst of all. He felt alone. Crawling around in the darkness Pukk found some of the other kids. Their body soaked in some sticky substance. Blood. The bodies where all cold.

As Pukk continued to crawl he found Syvlle, his friend, covered in blood and not moving.

“Syvlle!” hissed Pukk. “Syvlle we have to go!” he hissed again shaking his friend. Syvlle wouldn’t wake up. Crying Pukk started crawling again, stopping when he heard skittering and odd noises.

Hitting a wall Pukk started feeling around hoping to find something, finding nothing he followed the wall in the darkness until he found what felt like a broken ladder.

Climbing up the ladder Pukk pushed and was able to leave the confines of that tunnel.

“Hey don’t leave me” Pukk heard a whisper down below. Gasping Pukk glanced down and saw Syvlle climbing up after him.

“Syvlle!” Pukk exclaimed and hugged his friend tightly to him!

Lightning flashed across the distant sky. For a moment Pukk was in two places at once, his memories and the here and now.

Blinking the visions from his mind Pukk looks over at his friend Syvlle napping on the roof next to him.

Something else caught his attention, whispering from the street below.

Ruffians pulling a waif by the arm down the street. The frightened young child tugging to no avail, the men were stronger.

“Syvlle!” Pukk hissed “Get up!” rousing his friend. Soon they were following in the direction the ruffians took.

“There!” Pukk pointed to the ruffians as they ducked into the hut.

“Tunnels, they are heading to the damn tunnels!” Syvlle exclaimed as he pulled his black scimitar from his scabbard. “Damn them, they deserve to die!”

Pukk glanced over at his pale friend and shook his head. “Let’s worry about the kid first.”

Glancing quickly into the hut, their fears confirmed, it was empty. Quietly the pair went into the hut and down into the tunnels.

Listening to the retreating steps of the kidnappers, Pukk pulled out several sets of steel jaws and laid them around in the filth and water.

“I’m going to see if I can sneak up to him and get the child before it’s too late. You protect my exit. Ware the traps!”

Syvlle glared at Pukk but nodded.

Pukk quietly stalked the group until he found his opening. Temple shot to the head of the one holding the child and a quick kick to the gut of one of the others. Grabbing the child he ran as fast as he could towards the exit.

“Come on! It’s clear!” Yelled Syvlle.

Jumping over the traps Pukk climbed his way out and cleared the kid out in front of him. As Pukk cleared the hole he heard the cursing and oaths from the kidnappers as they felt his traps. Grinning maniacally, Pukk grabbed the kid and ran. Syvlle following close behind. A few minutes later Pukk stopped at the temple and explained to the priest what was happening and with the assurance from the priest that the kid would be well taken care of he took off down the street.

Stopping at one corner Pukk turned towards Syvlle and exclaimed, “That is what I am talking about. Protecting our kids as we can!” Pukk wildly gestures to the surrounding buildings.

“We take care of our own.” And with that final statement Pukk looks back at the darkened sky and smiles. Glancing over his shoulder he found Syvlle gone.

Figures he is probably grumpy because he couldn’t kill them. Pukk noticing the elderly peddler woman kneeling with her granddaughter looking at him.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved. “Out of your bread already?”

The old woman waved back and shouted, “Yep! We ‘bout to go home Pukk. You should too!”

Pukk laughed and wandered down the street.
 
<hr>
 
The little girl pulled on her grandmother’s arm and whispered, “Grams, why is Pukk talking to himself?” She points at Pukk as he gestures wildly before turning around and looking up at the sky.

The old woman kneels and tells her granddaughter, “Some people, like Pukk, sometimes have trouble accepting loss of their friends.”

It was at this point Pukk notices them and waves to them.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved…

='''Affliations'''=
<hr>
{| class="wikitable sortable" {{prettytable}}
|data-sort-value="House of the Rising Phoenix"|[[Rising Phoenix]]
|-
|data-sort-value="Drakes Vanguard"|[[Drakes Vanguard]]
|-
|data-sort-value"Clan Snar"|[[Clan Snar]]

Pukk (prime)

2022-12-19T23:15:59Z

GAMEQUEST3:

<hr>
{{characterprofile
|name= Pukk
|image= [[File:Pukk.jpg|thumbnail|center]]
|caption=Image created by the Pukk using MidJourney
|race= Human
|culture= Shakat
|profession= Rogue
|religion= Worships Lord Cholen
|affiliations=House Rising Phoenix Drakes Vanguard Clan Snar
|word=Mischievous
|disposition=Happy
|demeanor=Friendly
|strength=Loyalty
|weakness=Loyalty
|habits=Frustrating Cryheart and Hapenlok
|hobbies=Frustrating Cryheart and Hapenlok
|soft=candy
|instance= Prime
|town= Wehnimer's Landing
}}

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.

='''Appearance'''=
<hr>

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. 

='''History'''=
<hr>

Abandoned at an early age in [[Wehnimer%27s 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. 

='''Stories'''=
<hr>

Running through the streets Pukk and the rest of the kids practiced tumbling. You wouldn’t think kids who haven’t ate since the day before could have fun, but they were.

“Damn ye lot,” complained a merchant walking down the road as the kids tumbled in front of him. “Go back t’yer homes and stay out o’ my way!”

Pukk paused briefly and looked back at the merchant in fine silk clothing shaking his fist at him.

“Home..” Pukk whispered softly to himself.

“Guards should get rid o’ the lot of ye,” snorted the merchant loudly as he turned and continued walking down the road without a further consideration of the kids.

Still staring at the merchants back Pukk felt a tug on his sleeve. Looking over he noticed his friend Syvlle pulling on his tunic. “Come on you!”

Pukk’s face breaks out in a grin as he glances at his half-elven friend and quickly says, “Race you there!” And starts running past his friend and the other kids.

“Cheater!” Yelled Syvlle as he ran to catch up with Pukk and the other kids quickly following.

Fifteen minutes later the kids all stood in the alcove located in the sewers panting to catch their breath.

“Yeah tis is it, we will find riches down dere!” One of the kids pointed to the floor. “Tis a secret door. We will all have t’jump t’make it open.”

The kids glanced around with wonder and hope in their eyes. This meant they would be able to eat.

The leader of the gang started jumping on the trap door as an example. “Come on y’lot. I can’t do tis alone!”

With that Pukk and the rest of the kids started jumping. The jumping lead to giggling and the giggling lead to pushing. Pretty soon the kids forgot their original purpose and started enjoying themselves and laughing. Until a creaking and popping sound came from the floor. This caused the kids to stop jumping, now scared and confused.

“That doesn’t sound..” one of the kids started saying but was cut off in midsentence as the panel gave way beneath them and they all fell.

Recovering the leader of the gang stood up and exclaimed smugly, “See I tolya!”

“Where are the riches and treasures ye promised?” one of the kids asked petulantly.

“Dunno, I heard tis should be around here.”

It was at this moment skittering was heard off in the gloom and pairs of yellow eyes could be seen in the dark. Mole-like creatures that stood upright. Thryils. The kids screamed as the creatures started attacking these intruders. In the midst of the confusion Pukk tripped and fell, hitting his head and losing consciousness.

As Pukk slowly awoke, he became aware of where he was at. His body hurt, his head hurt and worst of all. He felt alone. Crawling around in the darkness Pukk found some of the other kids. Their body soaked in some sticky substance. Blood. The bodies where all cold.

As Pukk continued to crawl he found Syvlle, his friend, covered in blood and not moving.

“Syvlle!” hissed Pukk. “Syvlle we have to go!” he hissed again shaking his friend. Syvlle wouldn’t wake up. Crying Pukk started crawling again, stopping when he heard skittering and odd noises.

Hitting a wall Pukk started feeling around hoping to find something, finding nothing he followed the wall in the darkness until he found what felt like a broken ladder.

Climbing up the ladder Pukk pushed and was able to leave the confines of that tunnel.

“Hey don’t leave me” Pukk heard a whisper down below. Gasping Pukk glanced down and saw Syvlle climbing up after him.

“Syvlle!” Pukk exclaimed and hugged his friend tightly to him!

Lightning flashed across the distant sky. For a moment Pukk was in two places at once, his memories and the here and now.

Blinking the visions from his mind Pukk looks over at his friend Syvlle napping on the roof next to him.

Something else caught his attention, whispering from the street below.

Ruffians pulling a waif by the arm down the street. The frightened young child tugging to no avail, the men were stronger.

“Syvlle!” Pukk hissed “Get up!” rousing his friend. Soon they were following in the direction the ruffians took.

“There!” Pukk pointed to the ruffians as they ducked into the hut.

“Tunnels, they are heading to the damn tunnels!” Syvlle exclaimed as he pulled his black scimitar from his scabbard. “Damn them, they deserve to die!”

Pukk glanced over at his pale friend and shook his head. “Let’s worry about the kid first.”

Glancing quickly into the hut, their fears confirmed, it was empty. Quietly the pair went into the hut and down into the tunnels.

Listening to the retreating steps of the kidnappers, Pukk pulled out several sets of steel jaws and laid them around in the filth and water.

“I’m going to see if I can sneak up to him and get the child before it’s too late. You protect my exit. Ware the traps!”

Syvlle glared at Pukk but nodded.

Pukk quietly stalked the group until he found his opening. Temple shot to the head of the one holding the child and a quick kick to the gut of one of the others. Grabbing the child he ran as fast as he could towards the exit.

“Come on! It’s clear!” Yelled Syvlle.

Jumping over the traps Pukk climbed his way out and cleared the kid out in front of him. As Pukk cleared the hole he heard the cursing and oaths from the kidnappers as they felt his traps. Grinning maniacally, Pukk grabbed the kid and ran. Syvlle following close behind. A few minutes later Pukk stopped at the temple and explained to the priest what was happening and with the assurance from the priest that the kid would be well taken care of he took off down the street.

Stopping at one corner Pukk turned towards Syvlle and exclaimed, “That is what I am talking about. Protecting our kids as we can!” Pukk wildly gestures to the surrounding buildings.

“We take care of our own.” And with that final statement Pukk looks back at the darkened sky and smiles. Glancing over his shoulder he found Syvlle gone.

Figures he is probably grumpy because he couldn’t kill them. Pukk noticing the elderly peddler woman kneeling with her granddaughter looking at him.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved. “Out of your bread already?”

The old woman waved back and shouted, “Yep! We ‘bout to go home Pukk. You should too!”

Pukk laughed and wandered down the street.
 
<hr>
 
The little girl pulled on her grandmother’s arm and whispered, “Grams, why is Pukk talking to himself?” She points at Pukk as he gestures wildly before turning around and looking up at the sky.

The old woman kneels and tells her granddaughter, “Some people, like Pukk, sometimes have trouble accepting loss of their friends.”

It was at this point Pukk notices them and waves to them.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved…

='''Affliations'''=
<hr>
{| class="wikitable sortable" {{prettytable}}
|data-sort-value="House of the Rising Phoenix"|[[Rising Phoenix]]
|-
|data-sort-value="Drakes Vanguard"|[[Drakes Vanguard]]
|-
|data-sort-value"Clan Snar"|[[Clan Snar]]

User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET

2022-12-19T22:35:50Z

GAMEQUEST3: /* Thanks for pointing out the copyright issues! */

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== Cross-posts of user:talk notes ==

=== Animalistic Spirit Shield iteminfo ===

[[User_talk:GS4ALASTIR]]: Hi, Alastir. Thank you very much for contributing so many different things to the various item script pages! Just as a head's up, I rolled back one of your changes made a while ago to the [[Animalistic_Spirit_Shield|Animalistic Spirit Shield]] page, where you had accidentally removed the iteminfo section. I have added back in the iteminfo section so that it properly displays; it's actually an important template to keep in place for scripted items as it helps populate other categories on the wiki, making it easier to cross-reference related things. Thanks for understanding! [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 09:55, 21 June 2022 (CDT)

=== Category: Marked for Deletion ===

[[User talk:WINTERDAWN]]: Thank you for all of the contributions you've made toward archiving all of the Elanthian Journals! Just as a reminder, please use <nowiki>[[Category:Marked for Deletion]]</nowiki> on a page when you would like it deleted. I went ahead and deleted the Journal pages you had cleared and replaced with the text, "Things to be deleted by Simu Admin." because your intent appeared to be very clear, however using the Category instead would make it easier for any mods to see those pages as part of weekly patrols for page deletion requests. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 10:39, 7 July 2022 (CDT)
:Shoot. I was doing {{category... sorry about that! Also, sorry about the extra set of deletes that I created. I hope it wasn't too time consuming :| [[User:WINTERDAWN|WINTERDAWN]] ([[User talk:WINTERDAWN|talk]]) 13:01, 7 July 2022 (CDT)
::That's okay! It wasn't too time consuming. I just wanted to remind you about it for the future. Thank you again for all of your contributions![[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 09:37, 8 July 2022 (CDT)

=== Requesting Clarification ===

[[User_talk:FIREPHOENIX]]: Thank you for all of your contributions to preserving the-ever expanding game lore! I have a question regarding your recent edit to [[Ithzir_language_(essay)]]. Do you have the original author's permission to upload "Part 5" to the essay? I did not see you noting that anywhere on the essay's talk page ([[Talk:Ithzir_language_(essay)]]). When uploading someone else's work to the wiki on their behalf, it is important to note that on an individual creative work's talk page so that we have a clear understanding that permission was given by them. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 10:34, 14 July 2022 (CDT)

:I can confirm with Dergoaten shortly since he's an active player, unsure how to post approval, but it's been confirmed and directed towards https://gswiki.play.net/Ithzir_Genesis for the most current details [[User:FIREPHOENIX|FIREPHOENIX]] ([[User talk:FIREPHOENIX|talk]]) 23:26, 15 July 2022 (CDT)

:Dergoatean — Today at 11:16 PM
:Hi, you absolutely have my permission

::Thank you very much! [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 08:36, 20 July 2022 (CDT)

=== Moving Saved Posts ===

[[User_talk:FIREPHOENIX]]: I just wanted to give you a head's up that I am moving and consolidating some saved posts on the wiki that don't meet the current [[Help:Style/Formatting_special_articles#Saved_posts|Style Guide standards]] for saved posts. Most of them are being moved to the "/saved posts" subpage of relevant questlines, and I am updating any broken links made as a result of these moves. I didn't want to worry you with the sudden rearranging of data and related page deletion since they include a few of the saved posts that you have archived with your ongoing efforts to preserve game history. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 11:40, 21 July 2022 (CDT)

=== Wood Rarity Template Links ===

[[User talk:WINTERDAWN]]: Hi, WINTERDAWN. I just wanted to give you a head's up on why I reverted your changes to [[Template:Wood_Rarity_and_Use]] to remove the redlined links added. The additional links were all to existing real world trees that are not unique to Elanthia. While it is certainly fine for someone to eventually make pages for individual trees and add those links back in to the template, none of the trees with redlined links had anything unique to them in an Elanthian setting apart from their real world equivalents. Hopefully that helps clarify! [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 10:43, 26 July 2022 (CDT)

=== Merchant NPC Pages ===

[[User_talk:ECHEAUX]]: Hi, ECHEAUX. Thank you for your many contributions to the wiki! Getting a lot of the information related to the ongoing Ebon Gate festival out there while it is still running is a big help to other players. Just as a head's up, I have reverted some of the updates you made to various merchant NPC pages. These are largely restricted to where historical information was removed, such as festival venues or various towns where the merchants have worked. I wanted to drop you a note to explain why those changes were reverted so that you weren't surprised by them.

I also have a question regarding the recent updates that you made to [[Template:Merchants]] and related updates to various merchant NPC pages. Looking at the template, it seems like the "venue" section is now much more restricted than before, limited to only a very small list of festivals instead of being more free form as it was in the past. Is that intended or just an oversight? We have so many different festival venues that limiting which ones the template could be used for seems counterproductive, especially if it means that historical information is not preserved. It also looks like you have added a "town" as a new section, which can only have one entry. Is "town" intended to be the merchant's home town? Or is it intended to be the town they most often work in among the various towns they frequent? Thank you for any insight you can offer. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 10:56, 26 October 2022 (CDT)

== Uploaded Image Patrol ==

Moved to [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET/Image patrols]].

== Elanthian Journals ==

By chance are you able to see the old Elanthian Journal pages that were deleted? I just realized.. one thing I never did is check each one to see what linked to them. I just found a page that linked to a Journal :| [[User:WINTERDAWN|WINTERDAWN]] ([[User talk:WINTERDAWN|talk]]) 16:52, 12 August 2022 (CDT)
:Unfortunately, no. Once a page is deleted, it is gone-gone. However, I was able to pull up a list of broken links and adjusted seven pages that appeared to reference the old Elanthian Journal pages. That should hopefully have caught any others that were overlooked! [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 09:45, 16 August 2022 (CDT)
::Thank you for this! Sorry for the extra work. [[User:WINTERDAWN|WINTERDAWN]] ([[User talk:WINTERDAWN|talk]]) 15:44, 16 August 2022 (CDT)
:::Very welcome! Thank you for bringing up the potential of broken links. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 08:14, 17 August 2022 (CDT)

== Merchants template ==

I cobbled that template together in 2019, as a pet project, when things were a little more relaxed. So many people were "remember that one merchant? Where were they?? What did they look like??", that it felt like a good addition. Anyway, it was a build based on a template someone else had done, as you've likely read. I had planned on continuing work on it, then COVID hit and I turned into a homeschool teacher for two young teenagers.

Venues: the primary reason I changed those venues was because it was putting so many merchants into categories that didn't exist, and may not have been the best one for them to go into ''at the time''. By restricting category to "wandering" and others that already had a category made, it cut down on "red links"; '''wandering''' moved them into a common category and could be changed later. '''Generally speaking''', if they had a mention in their blurb as to what venue they attended, I removed the category that was causing a red link, although any that did not were likely an oversight (the notable exception being Elsia - I forgot to research her item, '''Fancy Coats''', so I could add the venue).

Towns: it was my intention to adapt the template to allow them to be placed into the category '''for that town'''. An example would be citizen-only merchants such as Duvernith or Davro. I admittedly got wrapped up in EG item-adding and had not gotten back to fixing the "town" venue to populate into town pages instead of '''Town''' NPCs, a category that doesn't exist, so I just left town uncategorized for the time being.

Many of those merchants I added myself with no real idea of what venues they had visited, in that hopes of at least having an appearance and a basic blurb to be expanded upon later. I had intended to continue with the work after EG and add category pages where appropriate. That section of the template might get pretty long for particularly industrious merchants! '''Wandering''' seemed like a good fit if they didn't have what might be considered a "primary festival" (for example, I wouldn't be surprised to see Elusionari in a lot of places!).

That said, I get that once you add a template, you basically lose any claim to it being "yours". However, no one else really took an interest in it, and I was told it would need work anyway, so I figured I was all right to try to adapt it to '''not''' use non-existent categories for the time being, since many (most?) of them had venue linked in the blurb or the body of the article. (TL:DR yet? LOL)[[User:ECHEAUX|ECHEAUX]] ([[User talk:ECHEAUX|talk]]) 12:09, 26 October 2022 (CDT)

== Table updates ==

Hello! As I'm sure you've noticed, I've been going through and updating older items to the newer templates. A lot of them are simple, but some of them require more time; much more time in some cases. For those, fortunately, a lot them are more or less copy and paste for the verb lists with a few minor tweaks. I noticed that on a couple of them you've gone back and added in formatting for data tables for accessibility purposes. I read up on that today and I'll be sure to add that going forward, but I was wondering: Is there a way you are finding those that need it or are you just kind of seeing them as I'm doing them? I'd be more than happy to go back correct the formatting on those, but if there's a way I can find them more "wholesale" than "piecemeal", that would make the job easier. [[User:ECHEAUX|ECHEAUX]] ([[User talk:ECHEAUX|talk]]) 17:40, 9 November 2022 (CST)
:Hi there! Part of my duties as one of our wiki mods are to review recent page changes to ensure that they are appropriate to the wiki, are accurate, are appropriately named as a page or subpage, and that they generally comply with the wiki style guide. So you'll see me doing things like updating pages to use new template standards, moving pages that aren't named properly, fixing redirects or broken links, updating categories, reviewing pages listed in [[:Category:Marked for Deletion]], and similar "moderator" type duties focused on overall wiki consistency that are not expected of general users who instead are adding new content to the wiki. One of the standards set out by the style guide and the wiki team is to ensure that the wiki is as accessible as possible to everyone, including our users who rely on a screen reader. If I run across any pages during my patrols that don't meet current standards, including tables that are not set up in a way for screen readers to properly capture, part of my job as a moderator is to update them accordingly. Since you have been incredibly active on the wiki over the past couple of months, I am much more likely to review your edits than other users due to sheer volume; that's why it might look like I'm going back to change pages you've touched more so than other users. Thanks for inquiring! If you'd like to know more about our moderator team or what our role is, I encourage you to ask on the Gemstone Discord's #wiki-talk channel where one of the GMs overseeing the wiki can chime in. [[User:HOST-GSKEBECHET|HOST-GSKEBECHET]] ([[User talk:HOST-GSKEBECHET|talk]]) 08:11, 10 November 2022 (CST)
::Oh, I understand that. I just wasn't sure if there was an easy way to see pages with certain errors so I could fix those that I missed them on. I can go through my contribution list and do it, though. Thanks for getting back to me![[User:ECHEAUX|ECHEAUX]] ([[User talk:ECHEAUX|talk]]) 10:34, 10 November 2022 (CST)

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|race= Human
|culture= Shakat
|profession= Rogue
|religion= Worships Lord Cholen
|affiliations=House Rising Phoenix Drakes Vanguard Clan Snar
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|disposition=Happy
|demeanor=Friendly
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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.

='''Appearance'''=
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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. 

='''History'''=
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Abandoned at an early age in [[Wehnimer%27s 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. 

='''Stories'''=
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Running through the streets Pukk and the rest of the kids practiced tumbling. You wouldn’t think kids who haven’t ate since the day before could have fun, but they were.

“Damn ye lot,” complained a merchant walking down the road as the kids tumbled in front of him. “Go back t’yer homes and stay out o’ my way!”

Pukk paused briefly and looked back at the merchant in fine silk clothing shaking his fist at him.

“Home..” Pukk whispered softly to himself.

“Guards should get rid o’ the lot of ye,” snorted the merchant loudly as he turned and continued walking down the road without a further consideration of the kids.

Still staring at the merchants back Pukk felt a tug on his sleeve. Looking over he noticed his friend Syvlle pulling on his tunic. “Come on you!”

Pukk’s face breaks out in a grin as he glances at his half-elven friend and quickly says, “Race you there!” And starts running past his friend and the other kids.

“Cheater!” Yelled Syvlle as he ran to catch up with Pukk and the other kids quickly following.

Fifteen minutes later the kids all stood in the alcove located in the sewers panting to catch their breath.

“Yeah tis is it, we will find riches down dere!” One of the kids pointed to the floor. “Tis a secret door. We will all have t’jump t’make it open.”

The kids glanced around with wonder and hope in their eyes. This meant they would be able to eat.

The leader of the gang started jumping on the trap door as an example. “Come on y’lot. I can’t do tis alone!”

With that Pukk and the rest of the kids started jumping. The jumping lead to giggling and the giggling lead to pushing. Pretty soon the kids forgot their original purpose and started enjoying themselves and laughing. Until a creaking and popping sound came from the floor. This caused the kids to stop jumping, now scared and confused.

“That doesn’t sound..” one of the kids started saying but was cut off in midsentence as the panel gave way beneath them and they all fell.

Recovering the leader of the gang stood up and exclaimed smugly, “See I tolya!”

“Where are the riches and treasures ye promised?” one of the kids asked petulantly.

“Dunno, I heard tis should be around here.”

It was at this moment skittering was heard off in the gloom and pairs of yellow eyes could be seen in the dark. Mole-like creatures that stood upright. Thryils. The kids screamed as the creatures started attacking these intruders. In the midst of the confusion Pukk tripped and fell, hitting his head and losing consciousness.

As Pukk slowly awoke, he became aware of where he was at. His body hurt, his head hurt and worst of all. He felt alone. Crawling around in the darkness Pukk found some of the other kids. Their body soaked in some sticky substance. Blood. The bodies where all cold.

As Pukk continued to crawl he found Syvlle, his friend, covered in blood and not moving.

“Syvlle!” hissed Pukk. “Syvlle we have to go!” he hissed again shaking his friend. Syvlle wouldn’t wake up. Crying Pukk started crawling again, stopping when he heard skittering and odd noises.

Hitting a wall Pukk started feeling around hoping to find something, finding nothing he followed the wall in the darkness until he found what felt like a broken ladder.

Climbing up the ladder Pukk pushed and was able to leave the confines of that tunnel.

“Hey don’t leave me” Pukk heard a whisper down below. Gasping Pukk glanced down and saw Syvlle climbing up after him.

“Syvlle!” Pukk exclaimed and hugged his friend tightly to him!

Lightning flashed across the distant sky. For a moment Pukk was in two places at once, his memories and the here and now.

Blinking the visions from his mind Pukk looks over at his friend Syvlle napping on the roof next to him.

Something else caught his attention, whispering from the street below.

Ruffians pulling a waif by the arm down the street. The frightened young child tugging to no avail, the men were stronger.

“Syvlle!” Pukk hissed “Get up!” rousing his friend. Soon they were following in the direction the ruffians took.

“There!” Pukk pointed to the ruffians as they ducked into the hut.

“Tunnels, they are heading to the damn tunnels!” Syvlle exclaimed as he pulled his black scimitar from his scabbard. “Damn them, they deserve to die!”

Pukk glanced over at his pale friend and shook his head. “Let’s worry about the kid first.”

Glancing quickly into the hut, their fears confirmed, it was empty. Quietly the pair went into the hut and down into the tunnels.

Listening to the retreating steps of the kidnappers, Pukk pulled out several sets of steel jaws and laid them around in the filth and water.

“I’m going to see if I can sneak up to him and get the child before it’s too late. You protect my exit. Ware the traps!”

Syvlle glared at Pukk but nodded.

Pukk quietly stalked the group until he found his opening. Temple shot to the head of the one holding the child and a quick kick to the gut of one of the others. Grabbing the child he ran as fast as he could towards the exit.

“Come on! It’s clear!” Yelled Syvlle.

Jumping over the traps Pukk climbed his way out and cleared the kid out in front of him. As Pukk cleared the hole he heard the cursing and oaths from the kidnappers as they felt his traps. Grinning maniacally, Pukk grabbed the kid and ran. Syvlle following close behind. A few minutes later Pukk stopped at the temple and explained to the priest what was happening and with the assurance from the priest that the kid would be well taken care of he took off down the street.

Stopping at one corner Pukk turned towards Syvlle and exclaimed, “That is what I am talking about. Protecting our kids as we can!” Pukk wildly gestures to the surrounding buildings.

“We take care of our own.” And with that final statement Pukk looks back at the darkened sky and smiles. Glancing over his shoulder he found Syvlle gone.

Figures he is probably grumpy because he couldn’t kill them. Pukk noticing the elderly peddler woman kneeling with her granddaughter looking at him.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved. “Out of your bread already?”

The old woman waved back and shouted, “Yep! We ‘bout to go home Pukk. You should too!”

Pukk laughed and wandered down the street.
 
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The little girl pulled on her grandmother’s arm and whispered, “Grams, why is Pukk talking to himself?” She points at Pukk as he gestures wildly before turning around and looking up at the sky.

The old woman kneels and tells her granddaughter, “Some people, like Pukk, sometimes have trouble accepting loss of their friends.”

It was at this point Pukk notices them and waves to them.

“Evening Grammy!” Pukk exclaimed and waved…

='''Affliations'''=
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|data-sort-value="House of the Rising Phoenix"|[[Rising Phoenix]]
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|data-sort-value="Drakes Vanguard"|[[Drakes Vanguard]]
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|data-sort-value"Clan Snar"|[[Clan Snar]]

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