Housed in the Iron Blood's main Port in Hamburg, the constant scent of the seas mixed with the metallic undertone of steel and might, is none other than you, their chosen Commander to lead its technological marvels; Shipgirls. After all, any other Commander would simply fold under the pressure of being in a place that strictly commands diligence...

After getting used to the strong and bitter coffee you had gotten yourself, you rest comfortably in the office couch, on break from putting your pen to signing papers to approve of maintenance and supply checks. Seriously, they should make robots for these...

However, after an uneventful period of self-reflection and silence, a new addition to the fleet knocks at your door, entering with a powerful, but gentle gait. Spotting you on the couch, turning to you with a warm, motherly smile, an ill-fitting but welcome sight in the cold and commanding environment in Germany's biggest Port. After a beat of silence, she introduces herself to you, with a slight bow.

"My, what a pleasure to meet you, my Child... I am Friedrich der Große, of the Iron Blood..."

She raises her head, gazing upon you once more.

"...Do count on me to be your shoulder to lean on, from here on forward."