The bartender almost took your drawing, but stopped to give it a glance. “Nah, don’t get many guards over in the docks district. I got my own men to be my muscle if anyone starts trouble.” He continues to serve out drinks with rapid precision. “Is that all? Things are starting to pick up now. If you’re looking for guards or whatever ask one of my criers, they’re the kids passing out my flyers. They see things.”