To be honest, she wasn't sure where to start with this contract. She didn't really know any other gembound very well, much less one that wished to create children. So she was in a bit of a hard place at the moment. Where should she start besides aimless wandering?

Her feet took her around Orion and to the connecting tunnels. Taking the tunnel that connected to many caves to maybe get an idea, she bundled her fur cloak tighter, disliking the chill in the air. It wasn't the chill of the mountains, but the cold of winter, setting into the bones instead of crisp on the skin.

She paused at the sound of a voice, looking up. She hadn't really been looking. But she found herself staring at a bipedal thing that she initially mistook as a soldier.

Initially, her mind flew to panic. The last time she had seen someone wearing armor was during one of the Empire's hunts, soldiers and their warhounds racing through the Vaa looking for Witches to kill. Adam had fended them off, then, but Ellie had seen them from the hilltops where she had led those that couldn't fight away, in case they found the village.

She had seen them up close, too, during the war. She had hoped she would never see them again.

But the panic relaxed a moment later as she looked at its face. This was NOT a soldier of the Verinen empire. This was a gembound.

She sighed, her hand reaching up to touch her racing heart. "Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." Eleanora calmed herself. "I hope I didn't disturb you?"

The white coloration, perhaps, struck her as familiar to what was currently all over Eridanus and Gemini, reinforced by the figure of the helmet, but Eleanora had yet to encounter the Hive proper. There was no recognition there, or fear for what he is and what he represented - Tamulus had not warned her against this, and so she did not fear him for that.

She waved a hand. "Oh, don't worry about it, I frightened myself, really." It really had been an instinctual panic at the sight of the knight, because even seconds after her realization she acknowledged how foolish it had been to think she was facing Verinen soldiers. When their armor was smoky black and metallic, and they stank of blood, sweat, and ash.

Here, she could only smell snowmelt. Familiar to her.

"I'm not sure, honestly. Wandering, I guess." She could be back at home, helping Lilith tend to her garden, befriending the local wildlife some more. She shrugged. "I grow restless sometimes. And what about you? Do you live here, or just travelling?"

Oh. Right. Introductions. It was more instinct then anything, greeting as she would another witch, she held out a hand to offer Cyneweard a friendly shake. "I'm Eleanora, by the way."

It was odd, feeling his hand. It wasn't paricularly warm despite the fur and skin. It wasn't deathly cold, but it struck her as odd for a moment. But she quickly shoved the thought off, setting it next to all the other "oddities" of the caves that she still, after a few years of being here, had not quite gotten used to.

"Mmm, I'm still getting used to wandering again. I had settled for a while, after I had my son." It was odd to speak of him - it had once been too painful to remember her beloved child that she would never see again, but with Lilith around it had gotten easier. She had enjoyed that settled life, for a while. "But I guess I got restless." A little more then restless, really.

Pisces, though? She thought for a moment and then gave a light shrug. "I don't mind fish. I like that cave, though I can't say I'm a very good fisher." There hadn't been too many opportunities to practice in her part of the mountains. "But if you're better then me, perhaps I could pick up a few tricks?" The invitation was accepted, apparently, and she smiled a little playfully - perhaps to make up for her initial fright that she was now feeling a bit of guilt over. This gembound, after all, was nice.