The tavern was bustling with townspeople - on a warm summers night such as this one, people were coming out in droves to enjoy the cooler evening temperatures. The air filled with the sound of laughter and storytelling, glasses toasting and hearty food being devoured in preparation for the adventures that would follow.
In addition to the travelers stopping at the tavern, The Yawning Portal has its own fair share of familiar faces at the tavern. A gruff human male named Durnan manned the bar, walking briskly between patrons with flagons of mead spilling over. In addition to serving the bar seats, he would fill trays with pints of golden ale, which would be whisked away by Bonnie, the red-headed human barmaid, to the guests at the tables. Pacing around the tavern, is the final employee, Threestrings - a human male bard, so nicknamed because of the harp he played with only three strings remaining.
Several frequent patrons accompany the employees as regulars at the tavern. Jalester Silvermane, accompanied our adventurers at the bar - he wore a kind smile on his face, but his eyes carefully observed the comings and goings of visitors to the establishment. Meloon Wardragon also sat at the bar - a well-known adventurer in Waterdeep, it was clear from his thousand-yard stare that he had seen some things.
Towards the back of the bar, we see Yagra Stonefist - a half orc female, knocking back pints and conversing with the crowd around her. If her seven-foot frame didn't make it clear that she was not to be trifled with, the long line of patrons she was handily defeating at arm-wrestling would.
Finally, in a quieter section of the booths sat Obaya Uday, a human female. Although she seemed perfectly comfortable in the raucous atmosphere, the sight of a patron in clerics robes studying a sizable tome seemed like a sight one might expect in a library, not a tavern.