Fun Facts

Bits and pieces about the party that don’t always make it into session notes — quirks, traumas, hobbies, and odd histories. Mostly canon-ish.

Cisco

Distrustful of most magic users despite being a magical bard himself. Saw a warlock blast someone to dust with a Fireball back in Waterdeep and has been wary ever since.
Low-level gambling addiction. Has to fight the urge whenever he sees games of chance being played.
High-functioning alcoholic.
Banned from several casinos.
Scared of ghosts.
Big hat guy.
Didn’t poop for a while.
God has decided Cisco isn’t allowed to do recaps anymore.

Terrible, terrible cook. Did not grow up in a family of Gordon Ramsays.
Secretly loves music.
Hates archery.
Scared of the deep ocean.
Privately very fascinated by plants and animals — grew up in a barren shithole, so the variety of life elsewhere is constantly novel.
Always sits or stands with his back to the wall. Does not like sitting in the open. Likes to watch.
Downtime ritual: maintaining tools and gear. Sharpening his scimitar, cleaning blood out of clothes, polishing tools, cranking his hog.
Virgin. May or may not have been at J6.
Can solo the Terminus easter egg with only a pistol.

Virgin. Raised by celibate monks.
Has been kissed exactly once — saved a Bloodstone Valley (no consent) — and has been in shock ever since.
Loves animals, specifically dogs.
Records every good deed he sees in his journal.
Works out with rocks.
Big fan of skaldic poetry. In the monastery, lots of traveling poets came through. As a kid he wanted to be a poet but he sucked.
Special-occasion food: honey-braised boar ribs. Monastery diet was mostly porridge, but his father figure once splurged on these. He considers them a delicacy — doesn’t seek them often, but feasts on them after great triumphs.

Fear of needles.
So-so flutist.
About six months before leaving Faerûn, studying magic under Kevin the Mage, accidentally may or may not have set his teacher’s house on fire. The incident reports on file are suspiciously illegible.
As a small child, found a unicorn and tried to say hi. Tripped and fell on the unicorn’s horn. Stabbed himself. Scar looks gross af.
Knows the entire ancestry.com of every shopkeep in Merrin, the town the party first met up in.
Has, at one point, beaten up an elder.

Significant trouble hearing — frequently mishears words. Extremely stubborn and self-conscious about it; refuses to ask people to repeat themselves.
Thinks he has really good balance. His Dex is trash.
Was a tomato farmer before going off to war.
His best friend in his military days was Larry. Three days before Yort’s last campaign ended, Larry died. The family was devastated. Yort loved Larry’s son like his own.
After Dear Li was born, on a later campaign, Yort’s squad set an ambush in a swamp and disturbed a nest of snapping turtles. One of them bit his penis off.
Wife: Belle Li.