Recent content by Silvertongue Songfox

Meanwhile... Darkness. Pain. Silvertongue was trapped in a black void chained up, by... something unnatural. Slimy and pulsating like tentacles. He could barely move his arms an inch. His head hung low. Each breath was labored, and painful, his chest being constricted as well. "Madame...

Silvertongue sighed. "I... I am not from around here, Kaii. I was born on a ship, took my first steps on a wooden deck, learned to walk to the rythm of crashing waves. I wasn't exactly spoiled for choice. Greeneye was my friend, my best friend. Then, we became more than that. We've been to...

Silvertongue idly wiggled his fingers about in response to the first question, then paused, his mind racing. "Well... I'd probably march over there and yank him down from the railing. I hope that I wouldn't have to do such a thing. He's a smart young todd. I'm sure he'd know better." He shook...

Silvertongue sighed, and he sat back in the chair. His brow furrowed. "You know... I've never thought of that. Like, if I had all the money I could ever want? Well... I'd make sure my friends are taken care of. Anything they need, I would pay for. Then, I'd buy a big house. Big enough that I...

Silvertongue felt himself shrinking into the chair. She was certainly an intimidating beast, her stare alone enough to make him sweat. He suddenly felt very foolish, dressed in such a colorful outfit and foppish name. He felt even his name seemed silly. Songfox. Couldnt his ancestors have come...

Silvertongue stood in shocked silence as Gyles dropped this bombshell on him. An Officer? He sunk into the chair in front of him, running a paw through his fur. "Officer? Sir, I'm-" He shook his head. "I don't know what to say!" He looked between Gyles and Zshama with a surprised, almost...

"I don't like to take advantage of other beasts." Silvertongue said flatly. "And if they want to take advantage of me, that's their choice." He looked Falun in the eyes. "At the end of the day, they're the ones who have to sleep with the weight of their actions on their souls. Not me."...

Silvertongue held his arm out without protest. Though he did wince a bit. Seemed there was still a bit of pain there. "I'm... not certain, sir... I- I really don't know what's going to happen, with the pirates still after me. Talinn said that I would be safe in the Imperium, but I don't want...

Silvertongue gave Kaii an uneasy look. "Greeneye... I... I still don't feel right." Silvertongue sat down. "I'm going to tell him, soon. I just need to work up the courage, that's all." He sighed. "Thank you, Kaii. Your vow, it means a lot to me, knowing that I can rely on you. It feels like a...

Silvertongue stared Barrett down. “You’re right, Doctor. Truth be told, I have this position entirely by coincidence. I only meant to do some light work, just enough to make enough ‘money’ to survive.” Silvertongue said that word so oddly. Well, he had lived most his life without knowing the...

Silvertongue grimaced. "Forgive me for speaking out of place, Sir. I just felt the need to say it." He sighed heavily. "As for how I feel about my 'role' in all of it... I wanted to help everyone. I did what I felt was necessary. If it means I have the qualities of an 'Officer', or a...

Silvertongue nodded silently to Gyles, and he approached Talinn. He pitied the state that the old fox was in, but he was careful not to show it No need to wound Talinn's pride, after all. "Now, Sir, you needn't worry. I can certainly help you into whatever outfit you see fit to wear during the...

Admiral? Articles of Commission? Silvertongue swallowed nervously. What on earth was he getting pulled into? He quickly grabbed his hat and held it to his chest as he looked at the admiral with some hesitation. "Ah- um, an honor to meet you ma'am." Silvertongue bowed his head to her.

And that moment came sooner, rather than later. A tapping of steps, and a timid voice. "Mr. Stowett- I mean, Captain Stowett, Sir." Silvertongue said in a voice barely above a murmur. "Can you remind me what this is all about again?" He was nervous, to be frank. This whole place reeked of...

"Sir, I don't drink." Silvertongue said firmly. "Thank you for the offer, however." He sniffed a bit, his nose wrinkling at the foul odor of the drink. "I should ask you how you're feeling, Sir. You went through a frozen hell... and for what?" Silvertongue leaned down. "If you want the truth...