She dismisses him and continues on

Even though she was naturally curious, Monika didn’t think it was a very clever idea to move away from the open space and the nearby tavern to approach the man and the suspicious barn. She could only imagine too well that a trap awaited her behind the sun-bleached gate. Guaranteed there were some **** traders, brothel owners, or at least rich citizens of the city who would’ve paid a nice sum for a woman with her physical charms. Most likely, there were a dozen men waiting behind the door, waiting for a gullible woman to meet their greasy embrace. Although the red-haired thief knew how to defend her skin, having already escaped many precarious situations (and once a house of pleasure), she felt no desire to conjure up a dangerous situation.

"Not now," she rejected the offer of the semi-human stranger and went to the tavern. A look over her shoulder revealed to her that he did not follow her, but apparently exchanged a few words with someone inside the stable. Apparently, Monika's instinct had not abandoned her.

The Dice Bear tavern was nothing more than an overgrown run-down shed. In the bar, human and non-human guests crowded around a fireplace, the counter, and some tables. The smell of tobacco and liquor, frying fat, and sweat hung in the air and mixed into a little noble odor. In other words, it smelled of honest and primitive pleasure.

The red-haired beauty pushed her way through the dense crowd and largely ignored the comments that flowed to her from all sides. In order to not encourage all-too intrusive drunkards, she broke the wrist of a guy who grabbed her butt in passing. After that, she had a little more space, and two older drunken brothers even cleared their chairs at the counter so that Monika could approach.

“Looks like gentlemen still exist in this world,” she smiled at the two, but her voice revealed no interest in the said gentlemen. Then she turned to the host, a big, thick bald-head whose pig-like eyes greedily looked at her curves. She gave him a moment to satisfy his eyes’ hunger before she ordered a mug of beer and a shot of schnapps.

“Do you also have a room for the night? I’m passing through and I need a quarter for one or two, but probably not more nights.”

The host shook his head without losing the view of Monika’s open-hearted cleavage. “Don’t got any more rooms available no more. Just rented the last one to the guy back there.”

The host jabbed his thumb to the man sitting alone in a semi-dark corner.

“There’s certainly still a few places available in the dorm’, but I bet you won’t get to sleep, redhead.” He let out a grin that Monika understood what he meant right away. “But if you want, you can sleep in my bed tonight.” He licked his lips at the thought of this.