The customer, a swarthy looking sailor who's skin is tanned almost dark enough to be the dark brown of one of the Nubian tribes to the south.  He winks and his eyes follow Brea's cleavage as she bends over.  He licks his lips and nods his head, "Aye, I just brought a shipment of hardwood down from the northlands.  Got paid well, and lookin to part with a little of my coin.  If you know of a way that a man could spend a silver or two and have a good time, I'd be interested in listenin."<br/><br/>He winked at her again "An if you wanna see a sample of the kind of hardwood I personally carry, ye can go ahead and unlace my trews an have a look for yerself."<br/><br/>Brea knew of course that with how crowded the bar was, Kald wouldn't let her openly prostitute herself in front of the crowd.  But as long as she was was subtle and stealthy, she might be able to tease or lead the man on somehow.