See to the Men in the Corner

There's a group of three men in the corner, mercenaries of some kind, seeing their glasses are empty you approach them.

"Can I help you gentlemen with anything?" you ask.

"We could use some more drinks," the one with a heavier build says.

"And perhaps some of the local hearsay," the one with streaks of gray adds.

"And maybe some time with you~" the one with a scar across his jaw finishes as he reaches for your ass.