bastion
just a little guy
The Yawning Portal was as lively as always. Chatter filled the air, accompanied by some lively music from the current bards. Around the tavern people sat in groups, holding intense discussions and sharing stories over ale and food. In the corner a game of cards was being played, and in a back booth a pair of tieflings were getting in an arm-wrestling match. Despite one being just a teenager, it was an even match, much to the delight of those watching.
