Recent content by Corda LaConte / Cordan LeConte

Corda nodded her agreement as Berchar voiced what had been nagging at her. "If he was worried about finding you," she remarked, "it vanished the moment we were on the case. We were a little worried he might be a bounty hunter posing as your uncle." She smiled ruefully, but the expression was a...

Cordan bowed to his new captain, sweeping his hat off his head in a grand gesture of gracious acknowledgement. "I can go retrieve her posthaste," he promised. "Begging your leave, captain!" The fox hurried out the door, hesitating at the sight of so many gathered about. He hesitated, looking...

Corda frowned at the new information. Chokra already knew where Silvertongue was? But then why had he gone searching for his nephew as if he hadn't? "Sir," she asked, keeping her voice quiet, "is there anyone else in your family who might be searching for you? The beast we encountered claimed to...

Cordan's ears flattened slightly at the less-than-prestigious rank, but he at least didn't argue against it or voice his displeasure. He sheathed his blade and stood to sign his name in flowery cursive, the signature overlapping some of the above text. At the question he raised his chin and...

Corda looked to Berchar, hoping for a moment that he would handle the difficult work of explaining the situation to Silvertongue, but it seemed that task fell to her. She sighed and clasped her paws in front of her, resting them against waist. "Do you happen to know a fox by the name of Chokra?"...

Cordan, seeming to take the captain's response as permission, drew his rapier and offered it up, paws supporting it along the blade just beneath the hilt and midway along the blade. "In whatever capacity you demand of me, my captain, I will serve," he swore. "What skills you need of me, I shall...

Signing up Cordan LeConte for able seabeast, though his sister Corda might have some potential as a surgeon's mate.

The beast who proudly pranced through the door was not entirely unknown to the captain; indeed, it was that prior meeting which had brought the pale-furred fox aboard, shoulder cape and feathered plume both bouncing with every step, sheathed rapier swaying in time with the newcomer's tail. The...

Corda sighed at Berchar's question, staring at the troubadour with an equal amount of trepidation. "It won't be easy," she allowed. "We'll have to see what he has to say." She bit her lip, mulling over the problem, before she finally stated, "Let's just start small and go from there." She...

Corda nodded her acknowledgement of the jerboa's hope, not sure if she wanted to join in it. There was something about the elder fox that disturbed her, something in his charm that rather seemed akin to an adder's sway, the fascination preceding danger. She didn't want to be around when he...

Corda nodded, the corner of her mouth twitching into a smile. "Thank you for being so kind to both of us," she responded. "Most beasts who've met both of us, well, they tend to shy away from us. It means a lot that you've treated us like normal." She glanced toward the end of the street...

Corda frowned as it occurred to her that making an oath seemed like exactly the sort of foolish thing that Cordan would do. She nodded absently, seeing the moonlight gleaming off the water of the harbor in the distance of the street ahead. "That sounds like a plan," she confirmed. "We don't know...

"Possible," Corda allowed. "If he's gone already, so much the better - though I don't know if it's better for us to give a false destination or simply say that we couldn't find anyone who recognized the fox." A thought occurred to her, and she asked carefully, "Did Chokra ever tell you and...

Corda considered, worrying her lip. "Maybe," she considered, "this fox would have gone through immigration on arriving in the Imperium. There might be records of his arrival there. Which ministry is that - is that Justice? We might be able to ask to see those records and find him that way." She...

Corda didn't even dare breathe until they were outside, and even then, she was sneaking glances over her shoulder to make sure the elder fox wasn't following. She subtly nodded her agreement with the jerboa's point, trying to ignore the sound of her heart attempting to batter its way out of her...