

Nearby the town of Oakhurst benefits from some gift from the foliage of that deep fortress. What else grows there only those who have ventured within can know. Evil took root at the citadel's core, deep within a subterranean garden of blighted foliage. "The Sunless Citadel, where to begin? Ah yes, at the beginning! Ages long past a once-proud fortress fell into the earth. He smiles at your nervousness, "Don't worry, scooch close – scooch! I won't push you into the well, if you behave child." He winks at the youngest of you. He sets himself down on a stool in front of the fire and motions you to sit in front of him, your backs to the gaping well that leads to Undermountain.

You have come to hear the tales spun by the proprietor of the Yawning Portal, Durnan.ĭurnan looks you over and sees the eagerness for a tale in your eyes, "Aye, you want to hear of a tale? How about that of the Sunless Citadel? It matches that of one of all of your youth and inexperience. Many come here to learn of the mysteries of Undermountain and maybe explore them themselves (and probably die in the pursuit.) Others come for a drink. You sit among the patrons of the Yawning Portal in Waterdeep.
