The very inebriated gentleman looks up with a dopeish grin across his face and straightens a bit. His eyes obviously locked on the ample nature of your bosom. Words seem to escape his lips though they are far from coherent. His rich finery is a combination of black and yellow with the symbol of a bat across a shield stitched into the sleeve.<br/><br/>The other slightly drunk man to his right has lithe features with a small tip at the peak of his ears. No doubt a half breed and judging from his garb a Kinsman to the man taking a full view of your cleavage. He eyes you curiously and looks to his companions with a curious and urging look. It is obvious that the offer intrigues him but he seems to lack the confidence to say anything.<br/><br/>The last is a different story entirely, tall and broad compared to the others, a dark mop of tossed hair covers his head. The sharp look in his eyes insinuates not only his interest, as they slide over your body with an almost palatable look of desire, but also that he is stone sober. His outfit much the same as the first though is seems heavier, weighted down by metal on the inside no doubt. Without hesitation he steps forward from the group and slides a hand down your side, in a voice like gravel he responds to your offer, "How much would such a service cost milady?"