As the shrews advanced once more, Greeneye had reached the front lines of the battle. Without hesitation, he bore down on the shrews, a fury in his eyes as he hacked and slashed at them. Their spears jabbed out, and would have found their mark through his chainmail armor if not for the wooden...
Silvertongue smiled weakly, putting a hand on Finns shoulder, appreciating the kind gesture of his head bump. "Yea... that stuff does taste pretty foul." He laughed a bit wearily. "I'll be okay, I'm sure. I just hope I don't catch a fever from this cold." He said, before laying back in the...
Greeneye greedily reached for the gilders, but Silvertongue smacked his paw away, his face red with embarrassment.
"Very well... seeing as how you have bested us in the game- it seems have no choice but to recuperate our debts through other means. I can perform. Out on the streets or wherever...
The cards came up, and Greeneye won the round. Cackling, he took his chips back along with the cigar. Sticking it into his mouth, he turned to Silvertongue. "Light this up for me, will ye? Since yer out of the game, ye don't need to worry about playin' no more."
Silvertongue grimaced, taking a...
Greeneye's eye twitched as he stared hungrily at the cigar. He was practically drooling as he instinctively reached for it, but Silvertongue grabbed his arm.
"You don't need it. That's another temptation I wish you wouldn't partake in." Silvertongue shook his head.
Greeneye glared at...
Greeneye didn't seem to notice the blush forming on Silvertongue's face. He was far too invested in the cards. "Come on, come on, be good to me- ye damned cards." He muttered. The dealer played the turn... a five. He checked again, as did Falun. Biting his lip, Greeneye anxiously watched as the...
Greeneye glanced at his cards, and he has to hold back a smile. An Ace, and a Queen! Already his luck was turning. Seems like having Silvertongue by his side was the right move. He looked up at Falun and grinned, baring his teeth.
Silvertongue, on the other side of Greeneye, was less than...
"Unfortunately, yes." Madame Lorelei grimaced, sitting herself down at the table. "And that idiot boyfriend of his, dragging us into trouble as per usual- damn him. I've half a mind to go over there and knock some sense into Silvertongue's head." Madame Lorelei wasn't particularly fond of...
"Gambling- Greeneye, I've told you before this never ends well." Silvertongue stood up. "Falun- um," Silvertongue started. "How much is Greeneyes' debt? I'll pay for it." His muzzle scrunched up as the putrid stench of stale ale assaulted his senses.
He pulled out a coin purse. "I do apologize...
"Oh, Hell's Teeth!" Greeneye cursed, swiping the bottle and popping the cork off with his hook, greedily guzzling it's contents down in a matter of seconds before slamming it down and wiping his mouth. "I ain't out of it yet. We'll go again, an' I'll beat ye." He reached into his pocket, as if...
Silvertongue was still slipping in and out of consciousness and collapsed onto the deck as soon as he was separated from Ralynn and Morgan. He struggled to his feet, gripping the rails and leaning over to cough up lungfuls of seawater. "Oh, Gods..." He groaned, stumbling back. A crewbeast ran...
Silvertongue paced nervously back and forth. Two hours had passed and the crew, along with Talinn, were waiting for Morgan and Vihma's 'performance' to begin.
"Alright, it'll be just like we practiced. We've got this. It's only the entire crew that we're performing for!"
"Again, I don't...