At this last game, because I rotate hands and positions from one sparing round to the next, I was eventually asked by someone if I'm left or right handed. I've also realized when I write backwards (I decided my character would do that because of my own fascinations with Da Vinci) my hand writing is much better than when I write forwards.
Also while I was sparing against one guy, he was pretty much as stiff as a board, which left me confused for a moment when he got into the same "Arya Water Dance" position I was in because he's much too slow for such a thing, and under the "king's rules" of the sparing we was doing it basically gave him a few more seconds of life before I eviscerated his belly just underneath his plate armor, spilling his innards out onto the ground.
And this new player, a kid around his early teens, in a suitable new player costume that still looks kind of modern, he asked me about going out in public dressed like he was. Me, I had my hooded jacket on with hood up, leather trench coat over that, fingertip-less gloves, boots, all solid monochrome black, and makeup that can very easily be mistaken for blackface, and I told him bluntly I go into the gas stations dressed as I that and pay no mind to the stares and glares. He seemed abit taken aback by that answer, as though perhaps he may have been expecting a more sympathetic answer.