She has little choice.

“I have little choice.” Monika grumbles, knowing it is futile to continue bickering. 4,000 it is, let me have the pass.”

“The ship sails soon, so you can leave tonight.” The businessman hands the buxom bounty hunter the round trip pass. “Have you been to Ranth before?”

“No.” Monika pockets the pass and zips up her halter top, much to Nevin's amusement. “But I know its reputation, 'Ribald Ranth' known for its cheap girls, crooked gamblers and vicious gladiators. Don't worry I can handle myself.”

“I have no doubt about that.” Nevin nods, “but still be careful.”

“I should be back in a week.” Monika answers. “Just have the coin ready.”