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The Thirsty Throat
Once described as "a pile of wood taking its own lazy time falling into the street", this ramshackle dive is crowded, dark, and smells of stale beer. All its mismatched furniture is bolted down to prevent their use as improvised weapons, but fights are rare; the Throat's patrons are quiet men there to drink themselves to sleep on tankards as large as their own heads priced at one copper each.
Of note are the Throat's washrooms: patrons climb down a ladder into a little antechamber that opens right into a harbor-bound sewer channel. It's an ideal place for exchanging items on the sly, dumping incriminating objects, or easily getting into the city's sewer network.
Bulaedo "Fists" Legileer is a toad-like man with ham-sized forearms, whose nickname came from his habit of knocking men out cold with one punch.
Durnan is the owner and proprietor of the Yawning Portal. Although he looks like a middle-aged man whose best days are behind him, Durnan has a sharp mind and can still swing a sword when he must. He doesn't like talking about his past, and he won't reveal anything about his time as an adventurer.
If Durnan has any living family members, he doesn't speak of them. He rarely says two words when one will do. He has a dark sense of humor and spares no pity on those who take the risk of entering Undermountain.
He keeps Grimvault, his magic greatsword, within reach under the bar, and can chop tables in half with it if he so desires. He also can pull out a double crossbow (a heavy crossbow with reduced range that fires two bolts at the same target). Still, if he gets involved in a brawl, he prefers fighting with fists or a well-flung tankard.
Durnan doesn't often venture far from the Yawning Portal, using his employees to run errands for him as needed. If he's feeling charitable, he might gently discourage likable "nobodies" from venturing into Undermountain, if he thinks they wouldn't survive. He can also direct adventurers toward tavern regulars who might be able to help them or offer useful information.