Queek/queak is a strange word, with at least three very different meanings of which I am aware.
Since the early 18th century, queak has meant a high-pitched squeak or screech, such as the call of a bird or squeal of a pig.
On the other hand, Queek Headtaker is “the legendary and much-feared Lord of the City of Pillars, Great Warlord of Clan Mors and the personal right-claw of Warlord Gnawdwell, the one and true Grand Ruler of Clan Mors.” This is from Warhammer, the wargame.
Thirdly, however, queek is a board game that was popular in the 14th century. It involved two players and a black-and-white chequered board like a chess or draughts/drafts. There was enthusiastic betting on this game, in which pebbles were thrown carefully on to the board, and money was laid upon whether it would land on black or white. It should have been straightforward. But, as always with the human race, things were rigged. There was a case from 1381 when an embroiderer from the Ropery district of London was indicted for corrupting a queek board, in which all the white squares were imperceptibly sunken, “so that all those who played the said board…were maliciously and deceitfully deprived of their property”.
Naughty embroiderer. But it just goes to prove that when it comes to betting, you can never trust anyone!
The above case is taken from London: a Travel Guide Through Time, by Dr Matthew Green. The image was found on Pinterest.