CH. I: A Friend in Need
One Thousand Club
Waterdeep | The Yawning Portal:
Waterdeep -- also known as the Crown of the North ... to some of you it is home, and for others an intended pit stop. Or at least it was, since friends and drinking partners have been gained in the meantime. Perhaps not true allies, you might not be willing to take a blade for them, but gods be damned you're quite willing to drink if they're offering to pay.
This evening finds you all within the famous Yawning Portal, perhaps deciding to splurge a little for the evening, and the very least to get away from the cold and damp of the spring. Misty rain blocks sight through the streets, but in here -- the warmth blocks it out, trading fog for smoke from the various lanterns spread through the massive tavern.
You sit around a sturdy wooden table lit by a brightly burning candle and littered with plates cleared of food and half-drained tankards. The sounds of gamblers yelling and drunken adventurers singing bawdy songs nearly drown out the off-key strumming of a young bard three tables over.
Then all the noise is eclipsed by a shout: "Ya pig! Like killin' me mates, does ya?"
Heads turn to catch sight of a seven-foot-tall half-orc hit by a wild, swinging punch from a male human whose shaved head is covered with eye-shaped tattoos. Four other humans stand behind him, ready to jump into the fray. The half-orc cracks her knuckles, roars, and leaps at the tattooed figure-but before you can see if blood is drawn, a crowd of spectators clusters around the brawl. What do you do?