Known on the battlefield for his uncanny ability to survive, Eleanor's father Elamt was a famous mortal army general whose experience, wits, and daring left him more glory than most could ever dream of. Though he did not fear being slain, what he did fear was his family name being lost to the ages once he passed. Playing on this insecurity of his, the goddess Cuvansi, who had long admired Elamt's exploits from far, convinced him to father a child for her. However, Elamt, knowing that deities wanted children for their own needs as well, only agreed to this if he would be able to raise the child as he saw fit, up until his own death. His successor would be trained in his image, not that of the contriving powers beyond his comprehension.
Disappointment struck when the child, soon born healthy and hale, turned out to be a girl instead of the boy he had wanted. Reluctantly, he kept the child and married a mortal several years later, this time producing the son he sought.
Eleanor grew up in the countryside villa where Elamt had retired to, living alongside her stepmother Kiara and her stepbrother Janoro. From an early age, she was fascinated with her father's military exploits and desired to become just like him. But Elamt only ever seemed willing to tutor her stepbrother. Eleanor, who also began exhibiting magical talent from an unnaturally young age, was instead relegated to weaving and cooking lessons with Kiara. Though she did not find these household skills as interesting, she settled down into enjoying and bettering herself with them.
When she became of age, Elamt became determined to marry off Eleanor and soon found a suitor he personally approved of. Eleanor had never met the man, but as she had done for all these years, she listened to her betters and agreed to do what her father wanted of her. The suitor was an influential, powerful nobleman and Eleanor understood that she would never want for anything if she took his hand in marriage. Yet on the day of the wedding, just before the vows were about to begin, the goddess Cuvansi herself would interrupt the proceedings.
Making a spectacle of the whole event, she smugly revealed that that Eleanor was a nevtnaed, a child born with the ability to equally harness both Vesper and Lumen techniques. The nevtnaedr were viewed as outcasts by society due to their strange and destructive potential, and many a nevtnaed had killed hundreds as they died, unable to harness their powers for anything good. The wedding was promptly called off, leaving Elamt furious at Cuvansi's sudden interference. Yet Cuvansi, who had wished to spite Elamt for having had the gall to bargain with a goddess when they conceived their child, was more than content to humiliate him in front of his peers. Alongside that, just as she had intended, Elamt no longer wanted anything to do with Eleanor. The girl's existence was a stain on his family name. Storming off, he left his daughter with her mother, never wanting to see either of them again.
Cuvansi brought Eleanor to Rehjolvnatys afterwards, and there, Eleanor's enormous magical potential quickly became apparent. But just as quickly, she became shunned once again for being a nevtnaed. Seeing that Eleanor could not reach her full potential there, Cuvansi took Eleanor to Dutpolre, a hidden island where an organisation called En Natis Ostun resided. They ran a secret academic program meant to train nevtnaed to control and conceal their powers so that they may live life as normal, or even, good people. During her time at the academy, she made a variety of friends and allies. Most notably was a senior classmate named Solstice Zeragath. Solstice was a cheerful, bright individual and quickly took Eleanor under her wing soon after her enrollment. With her guidance, Eleanor would flourish in her studies.
Upon her return to Rehjolvnatys twenty five later at Cuvansi's behest, Eleanor was a stranger to everyone there. The strong, confident, and well put together woman who joined the royal guard seemed to have appeared overnight. Even though there were whispers of her mysterious arrival, her competence on the battlefield silenced those rumours soon enough. With what she learned at En Natis Ostun, she climbed the ranks of the royal guard as her mother suggested, triumphing over her competition with ease. Yet despite all her prowess, others couldn't help but see her as odd. For all her natural talent, she seemed to have no ambitions of her own, content to do whatever was told of her. To truly know Eleanor Lottbrung seemed an impossible feat because there was simply nobody there to know. And yet she never questioned this either. Everything fell into place as it should, there was no need to think any longer about what she now or may have once desired. With Cuvansi as the architect for her story, Eleanor continues to endlessly pursue the path of her life, assured that in due time, what was meant to be would be.