Bicorne

The Lambda family had a strange heir. One of not solely sheep blood, but with the blood of a bicorn. Bloodlines may be direct but they are not precise, and so this little heir was accepted, and not othered into the family. With this unconventional birth, the little bicorn was named Corine [Coriander] Lambda. The child wasn't a fan of the name Corine, so they decided they would go by Coriander Lambda. This name change was seen as strange. The young mythical did not response to anything other than Coriander. It was only until several heated arguments that there would be a compromise. Of their own volition, the bicorn went by Cori, derived from Corine and Coriander. The family agreed this was a good name, but also murmured over the bicorn's preferences for masculinity.

As years go by, Cori would play pretend, being a believer in fairy tales, myths and legends. Titles and monikers came to them about their unique birth and identity. They had arrogance, but they also had style. They were the dark prince, dark horse and dark knight of their little down of Lanolindt. Although many citizens thought the antics of the young heir were charming, many individuals found it irritating that the child of the ruling family would parade around as some sort of savior. The only one truly taken in by the stories crafted by the young kid was their even younger sibling, Lydia, who absolutely adored them. Nothing really connected in Bicorne's brains about putting action behind her thoughts until the dark prince ran into the thief of dark hearts. The bouncy girl called herself Umbra, and she too seemed to be wrapped up in her own little world. Cori was transfixed by this fellow long tailed individual. They took the town by storm, messing around and causing trouble, but with Umbra actually able to give hints on what Cori could actually do to fix things.

This greatly displeased the Lambda family. Not only is their heir causing trouble, but [she] was causing trouble and parading around as a prince of all things. Umbra one night told Cori that they should meet up somewhere else, where they can form their own adventures and meet their own people. Cori agreed, and was unaware that there was more to life than their current little plot of land. The next day, Umbra was gone; apparently the wayward girl waits for no one, and jumped ship. Literally. Heartbroken and full of longing, the dark prince felt their heart break, and decided that the adventure is never in one place, but all over the world. After a few months of brooding, the young prince took bolder steps as a member of the Ruiling class. Stopped tax hikes. Actively asked townfolk for their demands and knocked at their families door to make them. Tried to foster a festival to cheer up the townfolks. Cori was becoming beloved by the people, and bemoaned by their family.

When Cori was doing their rounds, they ended up seeing a Navis ship. There was an individual there, a strange brown bird person that was stationed there temporarily. Unlike Umbra who talked about riches and stories and vanquishing heroes, this individual talked about honor and justice and making a bright future. It was a much different hero than Cori was used to, from their own stories and from Umbra's own. Cori then inquires about the Navis, and questions if the Navis did things "like a hero would?" And the bird, named Penelope, would reply "Kind of, but that's fantasy. I'm talking about real life."

Needless to say, a world that has real heroes but is reality piqued the interest of Cori. Like Umbra before them, Cori jumped on the trainee boat and left their family behind. The consequences of this weren't dire, but they were unfavorable for the citizens. Things went back to normal; the normal that existed before Cori's birth. Instead, Lydia, younger sibling of Cori, was left to stew with bitterness. Not because Cori left, but because Cori left without her.

Cori then became a Navis trainee with Penelope, but was quickly not cut out for the physical work. However, Cori quickly found their niche within the communications branch, and did work to communicate with the navis star trainees. During this time Cori went by the surname of Anderson. Cori Anderson was what they went by to separate from their family and because -ander was the back half of Coriander.

Cori then worked in this branch for a few years, learning about the horrors of reality and had several views of the world smashed through their formally rose tinted glasses. Very quickly, they moved from battlefield training, to communications and then onto recruitment. The branch was much slower, but it fit Cori's taste much more. They absolutely loved interacting with people and seeing them shine within the Navis organization. During this time, Cori has drifted a bit from Penelope. Training has made her a little more harsh. One day, Penelope transferred to another branch without a trace. That wasn't a problem for Cori; they could easily see that Cori transferred out to a detective branch.

As years go by and Cori becomes a tenured recruiter, life is easy for them, although they think back to the family they left behind. They think it's better for everyone if they weren't there, and figured they would never miss Cori due to the trouble they've costs. Against Cori's expectations, Cori always seems to cause trouble wherever they go. A few years after being a senior recruiter, the Navis seemed to get their hands on some scorned mercenaries. It looks like their current contractor went against their written agreements and stabbed them in the back as well. The Navis were planning on throwing them off or selling them to new contracts, splitting up the group by most profitable.

The reason why this became a rather large deal is the Chichevache was traveling with them; a mercenary known to have never written a contract, and only travels with mercenaries under their contract. This unobtainable person would be a boon to the Navis...if they could be recruited. All have tried and failed, except Cori. The Navis gave Cori two weeks to try and recruit the Chichevache. However, Cori thought about the situation this infamous mercenary was under and devised a plan to help while also keeping their job. Although the Chichevache was under extreme watch and cameras, the other mercenaries were not. Cori was able to let them know of their plan, but they were doubtful. They've already been burned once by a contractor. Cori's plan failed, and the other mercenaries were shipped and traded off.

The Chichevache needed no such plans. Using their own strength, they crushed the iron bars and smashed the cameras. The person who was on camera duty was distracted...by a wily bicorn who had a pretty good idea what was happening based on the noise near the prison hold. The Chichevache stormed the Navis ship and jumped into sea like Davy Jone's sunken locker. Cori peered out into the inky darkness. There was a chance they could die from this, but also Cori was a little miffed they couldn't be the hero in this story. They helped, dang it! Letting their pride consume them, they jumped into the dark sea. Their coworkers didn't see the jump, but they did see the fall, and assumed Cori was simply a causality in the event.

Cori wakes up partially wet, partially dry and lying near a campfire next to a brooding beast of darkness. Cori assessed the situation and it seems that the Chichevache saved them. Probably thought they fell over and didn't want a death on their hands. After checking that the bicorn is alright, the Chichevache starts to leave. Cori, never one to be left behind, started to follow them. The Chichevache does not like this. But it seems this horned beast is one of few words, so with a disgruntled attitude they let Cori follow them.

The Chichevache is used to following others, but is not used to someone following them. After some time the two become unwilling companions, braving the rare isle of land they have both stumble upon. They survive on fruit and fish until they find a ship graveyard, and ransack it to make a boat of their own. As much as the Chichevache really wanted to push Cori out of the boat, they never did, and came to terms they have a twiggy horsegoat as a travel buddy.

One thing that Cori learned, and called Chichevache out on it, is that Chichevache can read minds, but only one way. Cori tested this by throwing a pinecone at them, which they promptly dodged. Although the two of them were used to each other by now, the Chichevache didn't talk much, minus saying "Kay" every once in a while. This has deemed Cori to call them "Kay", to the mercenary's indifference. It's only when they finally reached a large Barge that their dynamic switched. Cori was so glad to see people again after that one month of isolation, but Kay started saying full sentences to them on the boat. The boat was one for mercenary recruitment, but Kay needed to replenish food items, clean and sharpen weapons, and to actually get a decent bath. Cori was excited; their life as a new found mercenary had begun...to end.

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