It was clear that Erin had nothing else but what she wore on her back.  And that was draped over a chair.  That she was acting shy now was adorable, considering that she hadn't been shy earlier in the evening.  "Don't worry about the towel.  There's more in one of the drawers here."  Nathan reached into one of those drawers and pulled out a spare blanket instead, which he wrapped around Erin's body.  She was lovely in her nakedness, but the room was cool compared to the booth by the fireplace downstairs.  He paused as he started to undressed, trying to describe what he had seen downstairs.<br/><br/>"Zataire's . . . . . umm, woman made an appearance.  I can see why he's afraid of her.  Fiery red eyes, both her's and the bat's eyes on the head of her staff.  Sharp teeth and pointed ears, like the Drow.  I didn't get a good enough look at her skin color in the dark to see if she was a drow, though.  She blew a hole in the wall of the tavern and dragged young Zataire off down the street.  I was confronting her when Abia charged out in a rage about the hole in the wall.  The woman flew off after charging Zataire to make the repairs.  I called her a witch or a demon, but she claims she's not one.  She says missi is her name.  Weird!"<br/><br/>A drow!  Why hadn't he thought of that as a possibility for what he saw tonight?  Had it been that long since he'd been chained to the wall of Baltana's temple to Lolth, the Spider Queen?  A prisoner of the drow in the Underdark during the Drow War, he'd been planned as a sacrifice to the Spider Queen.  But the male drow Dinin, unhappy with slavery under the matriarchy of the drow, rescued him from that fate.  No, he hadn't forgotten.  He was just trying to put the cruelties visited upon his body by Baltana out of his mind.  Many of the scars were still etched upon his body.  Scars he wasn't the least bit interested in talking about.<br/><br/>Nathan wasn't planning on a bath until morning.  It helped him wake up to a new day.  So he stripped down to his loincloth and slid under the covers.<br/><br/>"Come on to bed, Erin.  I won't bite."  He tried to give her his most charming smile, though he was rusty at being charming.