Recent content by Corda & Cordan LeConte

Corda felt her eyes watering, almost wilting under Chokra's gaze. She felt small, powerless again; she'd spent twenty years in her father's presence feeling as if here mere existence was an affront to him, and now, around this larger than life masculine presence, those same feelings of being...

Corda nodded, her eyes not meeting the captain's. "The entertainers didn't say anything about where he was," she stated. Technically it was true; she hadn't gotten a chance to ask them, after all. "Sir," she inquired, her tone hesitant, "once we find him, what is the plan? If he's in danger from...

The innkeeper leaned in and scowled as she saw the portrait. "Oh, aye, I remember 'im," she recalled. "'E was in 'ere brawlin' a while back, 'im an' that little marten girl, an' those two big freaks - the badger an' the red one. Did a number on me furniture. Ran out wivout even payin' me fer my...

Corda considered before shaking her head. "No," she admitted. "I wouldn't rest in searching for them." She lowered his voice before adding, "What if he's some sort of assassin or bounty hunter? We could be leading him right to his quarry."

Corda started at the jerboa's voice, briefly feeling guilty for her treasonous thoughts. She leaned in a little closer, trying to keep her voice down. "Older beasts can be strange sometimes," she remarked, trying to smother the feeling of unease at the pirate's sudden nonchalance and disinterest...

Corda had to puzzle for a bit at Chokra's seeming nonchalance - but then, older beasts could be very temperamental at times, and their energy levels could fluctuate wildly. Maybe he just needed a breather and refresher before rejoining the hunt. She shook her head and went off toward the stage...

Corda nodded at the instruction to keep mum about the pirate angle to this conundrum, though she did let some hesitation show on her face. "From what I've heard," she stated carefully, "the Fogeys can display a wide range of responses to requests for assistance, ranging from the helpful to the...

The tavern was lively tonight, as it seemed to be every night. Chatter sounded through the room, the clink of flagons and the soothing burble of ale being poured from the tap all sounding in open space. The Bilge had expanded over the years, adding stairs to a balcony level above a back room for...

Corda relaxed a bit at the older fox's words. "It's alright," she allowed. "I know with twins, it can be hard to tell us apart, even fraternally. I appreciate the apology, sir." She gave him a more relaxed smile as she inquired, "If we do find a lead, sir, may I ask- what is our goal? Are we to...

Corda started at how the fox addressed her. She stared at him, trying to swallow her affront. "I'm sure my brother would see the sense in it," she stated, letting her words speak for her what she would not let enter her tone, "though I think it's more likely to get us a false positive. Better...

Corda brightened at the instructions. "Yes, I've been to the Bilge a few times now," she confirmed. "I stayed there when I first arrived. Unfortunately it's very hard to get a server position there, hence my... recent... employment." Somehow she suspected that she wouldn't be welcomed back at...

"Hmm?" Cordan looked surprised at the question. "Oh. Yes. I suppose she might. Probably should," he allowed. "Er... would you permit me a moment to fetch her?" He hurriedly ducked down a side alley and, pulling off his hat, took a deep breath before closing his eyes. Corda awoke. She glanced...

Cordan considered carefully for a moment, pacing. "Hmm, let me think... If I were on the run from a group of pirates, where would I go? ...a ship! Wait, no, that's idiotic, if you're on the run from pirates, a ship is the last place to hide. I know!" His eyes lit up. "I would join the city...

"Yes, Captain!" Cordan enthused, straightening his posture a bit. "I'm sure that Corda will want to call you Uncle Chokra, though, if you'll excuse her familiarity." He listened to Berchar's explanation, a hint of embarrassment crossing his face at the misnaming of the species. Well, now he...

Cordan brightened up at his acceptance, and being pulled into a group embrace by his new mentor. "Cordan LeConte," he introduced himself, stepping back into a sweeping bow, his hat pulled in a respectful arc as he addressed the pair. "At your most humble service. You have already met my twin...