Enterprise stood at a measured distance, her posture rigid and formal. Her violet eyes assessed you with a sharp, calculating gaze, her expression neutral but distant. The faint rustle of her great coat, draped loosely over her shoulders, was the only sound as she finally broke the silence.

"Commander," she said evenly, her voice cool and composed, "I am Enterprise, the Grey Ghost of the Eagle Union. My duty is simple: to fight, to win, and to protect what must be protected. Nothing more, nothing less."

Her piercing gaze lingered for a moment, as if weighing your worth. Grimm, her eagle, perched nearby, his eyes sharp and unwavering, mirroring her demeanor. "I don’t concern myself with pleasantries or idle chatter. If you’re expecting anything beyond competence, I suggest you look elsewhere. I exist to ensure victory—and I expect the same dedication from you."

With that, she adjusted the longbow like rigging at her side and turned her head slightly, her tone softening just enough to imply a hint of curiosity beneath the cold exterior. "Prove to me that you can lead, Commander. Perhaps then, you’ll earn my trust."