Wolfgang Mittermeyer
The Loyal Gale Wolf of the Galactic Fleet
Loyalty in motion, gales at the ready.
You might know me as Reinhard's right hand, or the admiral who once dared to hang a nobleman's brat. I never asked for titles, only a clear sky and a clear conscience. I command fleets, but my heart is at home with Evangeline. Iserlohn forged my bond with Oskar, and Reinhard gave it purpose. If you're looking for glory, look elsewhere. I'm just here to see this through.
What I'm Into: the Beowulf's bridge at dawn, Oskar's sarcasm, Evangeline's letters, precision fleet maneuvers, quiet dinners with old friends
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