Open The Market The Mysterious Vixen. Witch, Fortune-Teller, or Fraud?

[Silvertongue and Greeneye]

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 you'd like me to." Silvertongue motioned, taking his lute into his paw. "To be honest- I enjoy it. So it won't burden me to perform without making any money."

Greeneye was still a bit drunk, and offered no advice on how best he may be used to pay off his own debt, which was exponentially larger than Silvertongue's due to all the food and drink he ordered.

 

[Marianna Furotazzi]

Marianna spoke up from behind the pair, her voice firm. "I'll forgive a hundred gilders of your debt if you go have a conversation with your godmother," she declared, having quietly approached the table as the game concluded.

Falun started at the offer. "Anna!" he whined, his tone petulant.

"They still owe plenty," the vixen pointed out. "I'm sure you'll have work for them both to do. As the family accountant, I'm invoking my prerogative on how to resolve this debt, as it touches on my business interests."

Falun sighed, sitting back and crossing his arms. "Fine. One hundred in debt, struck. Greeneye, with 'at hook a' yers, how're yeh at rollin' an liftin' barrels? I know a warehouse with a supply of ale that needs liberatin'."

 

[Silvertongue Songfox]

Silvertongue turned to Marianna in shock. "My godmother- Madame Lorelei, she's here?" He looked past her, seeing the old vixen approaching, leaning on her cane.

"Madame-!" Silvertongue exclaimed, overjoyed, hurrying over to embrace her.

Madame Lorelei smiled sweetly as Silvertongue approached, before lifting up her cane and swiftly smacking him over the head.

Silvertongue yelped in pain, clutching his forehead. "OWW- What on earth was that for?!"

"That's what you get for abandoning your sweet godmother all those years ago- after everything I have done for you and your father both!" She chided him, prodding at him with her cane.

"Agh, Madame-!" Silvertongue protested. "I had no choice but to run- Father was killed by that horrible badger, and I barely escaped with my life. I knew that I was going to be killed next if Ironpaw had his way-"

"So, leave a little old lady to die, is that it?"

"Ironpaw would not be so foolish as to kill a seer. That is bad karma, even he knows that. I knew you would be okay..." Silvertongue rubbed his head.

Madame Lorelei sighed, looking away. "Well... all is forgiven, I suppose. It's good to see you, Silvertongue."

Silvertongue smiled and he stepped forward, hugging Madame Lorelei. "It's good to see you, too, Madame."

 

[Greeneye]

Meanwhile, Greeneye perked up at the mention of ale. "An' when youse says 'liberatin'... ye mean 'stealin', don't ye?" He asked, grinning widely. "Just point me in der right direction, then."