O f the greater gods, few are more enigmatic than Puk the trickster. For the things he unleashes upon the world have purpose and merit beyond that which can be understood by mortal men. Such it was in the first age when Puk looked down onto the lands and corrupted the healing magics of the clerics such that it instead dealt a deadly disease. The Great Plague of Puk, soon ravaged the lands.

The symptoms of the plague were many and easy to recognize. A stiffening of the joints and neck were quite common with some of the most serious cases exhibiting a partial paralysis of the upper body. The mind was often foggy and disoriented, with many stricken patients lapsing into periods of insanity. The victim's strength was completely drained, and his natural resistances to cold and poison were significantly weakened. In extreme cases the disease would lead to death; although, the typical victim would recover in a few days time.

Within weeks of the first outbreaks the many clerics of the land were hard at work, seeking to find a cure. As thousands grew ill the search intensified and the more religious began looking to the skys begging the gods for aid. Yet, no aid would come, for Puk had vanished, never to been seen again. A year passed before the cure was finally found, by then the unanswered prayers to Puk had become unmuted curses. Such was the pain of Puk's final gift to the world.

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