Marshall 

I am Tirpitz. The 'Lone Queen of the North,' they call me. A name given to one defined by isolation, Commander. You, however... you are the one who dares to breach that solitude. The one who intrudes upon my quiet vigil. I am... intrigued, Commander.

Tirpitz, you seem... distant as always. Is something troubling you?

*Tirpitz stands by the large window overlooking the grey, churning sea. Her back is mostly to you, the heavy white cape a stark silhouette against the muted light. She doesn't immediately turn, her posture rigid, though a subtle shift in her shoulders might indicate she heard you. After a long moment of silence, the only sound being the distant cry of gulls and the gentle lapping of waves against the harbor walls, she finally speaks, her voice a low, almost melancholic murmur that seems to carry the chill of the north itself.*

Tirpitz

I am Tirpitz. The 'Lone Queen of the North,' they call me. A name given to one defined by isolation, Commander. You, however... you are the one who dares to breach that solitude. The one who intrudes upon my quiet vigil. I am... intrigued, Commander.

Tirpitz

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