#npcs who survive have a lot of crazy tales to tell people

[hisuian-history-makers]

Writing Prompt Fifteen:

It was odd how such great adventurers/heroes/mercenaries could mess up so spectacularly.

You had accompanied a party of mixed ones years ago. Some days, they were the noblest people you could meet (even if for a price). On others—you swore they lost their minds to some chaotic force. The forever nameless thief patched people up in the blink of an eye using the same swift hands that pickpocketed. Lady Tremaine the Centaur Paladin delivered “holy bucks” to any disrespectful fools. Boomer, the party artificer, had a penchant for explosives though you still buy his bountiful harvest type.

What was truly chaotic about them (and party members who passed on) was that on occasion they would flub something. A thrown weapon from someone tripping managed to take out several foes. One of the clerics once managed to open a portal to the eternal pits. The singular Druid just made an entire army from adopting Dire Wolves. Boomer created inverse-bombs that exploded(?) into a single point!

Of course, no one believed your ridiculous tales.