"You obviously haven't seen how it gets when it loses at cards," Charon snorted as he continued rowing.

Soon enough, the torches from the other dock came closer, and the boat reached their destination.

"All right, ladies, this is your stop!" he told them. After setting down his paddle, he rummaged around at the bottom of the boat and mysteriously emerged with a small cloth bag. "Take these -- a present from me, heh. They'll make it easier for you to come pay another visit."