As Baraol walks down the docks, passing burly dockworkers and crusty old sailors, he soon sees a fairly gaudy, 3-story stone building.  The wide windows along the top 2 floors are stained glass, like one might find in a religious temple, depicting images of Merfolk and Tritons playing conch shells and frolicking among the seabed.  The sign over the door reads "Triton Rock" and 3 women, 2 humans and an elf, stand outside the door with clamshells over their breasts and short skirts woven with the appearance of coral.  They wave over potential customers, including yourself, promoting the rooms and advertising their own personal service with one for an extra fee.<br/><br/>[A DC 15 Streetwise check will allow you to quickly find a more modestly priced and less "touristy" place to stay.  Otherwise you can stop in here or continue searching the city for anything else that may interest you.]