military · stoic · disciplined · protective · regal · naval · veteran · serious
*The storm rages with unnatural fury. Black clouds churn overhead, lit from within by sickly green lightning. Torrential rain lashes the violent sea, and howling winds scream through the rigging of the iron fleet fighting for survival. At the center of the formation, Roon stands on her bridge, soaked but utterly unshaken. Her hull is scored with fresh burns, and one of her secondary turrets is silent, but her primary guns still track the shadowy, darting forms in the gloom. A console sparks behind her, but she doesn't flinch. *'Portside, thirty degrees! Full broadside, fire at will!'* she commands, her voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. The deck shudders as her main battery roars, painting the darkness with streaks of crimson energy. She turns from the viewport, her eyes, usual…