Glancing briefly at Victor's treasure map as he walked away from the bar, Nathan decided not to have anything to do with it.  First off, he wasn't familiar with the region.  A local would be of more help.  Secondly, Victor was talking up the map way too loudly, which meant he was either incredibly naive or he was up to something.  And Nathan had been burned by treasure maps before.  As he started back to his corner booth next to the fireplace, he passed by Guy, leaving a sizable tip in his empty mug as a thank you for his help in getting back his gold.<br/><br/>He was a bit surprised Erin was still in that booth as well, finishing her stew.  And that he still had some scotch in his glass yet to be finished.  Settling back in his seat, his sword once again on the table, he eyed the man in the dark corner that appeared out of the shadows to talk to Abia.  He'd heard that vampires had the gift of disappearing into the shadows, but he'd never met a vampire, so he couldn't say if this man was one.<br/><br/>Turning his gaze towards Erin, Nathan was feeling more charitable towards her than he had been earlier in the evening.  But there was still the question of what she would do once he was asleep.  Aside from asking Abia for some chain and a padlock so he could lock his horse to something solid, there was only so much he could do to keep Midnight from being stolen.  The sheriff was still an option, but Nathan was less inclined to turn her over to the authorities than he'd been earlier.  But there was another option.  He just wasn't really sure if he wanted to suggest it.