The Sultry Mermaid lay just outside the docks, a bar designed to appeal to those who haven't set foot on land for quite some time and be easy enough to find.  Of course, given the loose morals of such a location, it easily tended to attract the lesser scum of the nearby areas.  A number of motorcycles were parked in the lot in a close enough knitting to suggest a gang, some trucks had stopped in to take advantage of the hospitality, and only a really nasty day, there might even be lawyers.<br/><br/>Inside, everything was reasonably placid, though the natural aggression that built up from such people suggested that a hair trigger could easily set off a melee throughout half the establishment.  Men and women both frequented the area, each either drinking alcohol or holding glasses to do exactly that, but the only feminine types either served drinks or sat splayed out at the bar as an offer to sell their bodies.<br/><br/>The bartender was a gruff looking man, a number of scars showing that he'd been through his share of fights and could probably handle three ordinary men on his own.  "What'll it be?" he asked the ladies as they came in, as many of the other occupants started to take notice of the beautiful Scions.