There's hushed talk, the bar's patrons seeming to talk amongst themselves as a direct result of your half-moaned, half-shouted request; if a fight is going to break out, this is the ideal time...but it seems more and more unlikely. The people here keep more to themselves, not aiming to cause trouble most of the time--hell, maybe some of them have a bounty on their heads, in a situation not unlike yours. But as soon as they see your shameless naked upper body peeking down, the rowdiest of the lot all shoot up from their seats, meals suddenly forgotten, and clamber up to try following you to your room. Someone gets the bright idea to push aside a competitor...and push comes to shove, that shove topples the table of another group....and presto! Bar fight accomplished.<br/><br/>The innkeeper stares at you in disbelief, and looks absolutely<em>pissed</em><br/><br/>Even those not involved, who hadn't got up before, see the opportunity to just walk past the tough guys and sneak their way to the staircase. Some get caught...and get bogged down quick. In the end, your efforts have gained you three more cooperative helpers who appear to be friends with each other already; all of which seem willing to share this latest encounter with each other--and this means you might have your hands full...<br/><br/>For now, though, they give you greetings, which does almost nothing to mask any lewd intent they have--especially with all of them staring at either your lovely, firm ass, or tight succubus pussy, and each one is clearly imagining how he's going to use your body...<br/><br/>But at least you're getting your bath and massage....right? The first one, your original savior, looks a bit peeved about these new guys, but he's not about to try anything when it's a three-on-one disadvantage.<strong>"So how about that bath, before we might get interrupted?"</strong>