Name: Andromedai Morgenstern

Age: 33

Sex: Female

Species: Human

Class: Soldier

Weapons:

1: M-99 Saber - Assault Rifle
2: N7 Crusader - Shotgun
3: M-98 Widow - Sniper Rifle

Equipment:

1: Omni-Tool
2: Medi-Gel
3: Advanced First Aid kit
4: Grenades with implosion mod - youtu.be/8A160piVq0E
5: Heavily modified and reinforced N7 Hahne-Kedar Armor
6: Ammo Powers – [Armor-Piercing] [Disruptor] [Shredder] [Incendiary] [Explosive]

Abilities:

1: Concussive Shot
2: Turbocharge
3: Flack Cannon
4: Fortification
5: Proximity Mine

History: Thirty-three years ago, Andromedai was born upon Earth within the upper class city of Cyandia. Her family, the Morgensterns, are well known and respected due to many of them holding high raking positions within the Alliance Military and holding seats of political power. This opened doors for Andromedai once she had been registered into the log of new citizens, which happens every time a baby is born upon the planet Earth.

From a young age, Andromedai’s fate had been decided, she would be part of the Alliance Military like most of the members in her family. Once her basic education was out of the way, she was quickly enrolled into the city’s top military academy and began down the path that had been deiced for her. At first, there was some indecision, but that quickly passed as her interest grew in protecting her people and showing the rest of the galaxy what humanity was capable of.

Some saw her as a show off, and despised her talents. Others saw her as someone to look up to, an impressive and promising young student who they inspired to be like. The first years of combat training took place on the ground, then they moved to aerial combat, and eventually ended up in space. While moving through different environments where combat could take place, they also learned important life lessons that would help them through the ever changing galaxy.

When graduation came, Andromedai was handpicked by a high ranking N7 official who wanted to run her through the intensive training. Of course, she took the opportunity and was swept away into another world where training was on a whole new level that she had not experienced yet. The years flew by and Andromedai put all she had into becoming a fully-fledged elite solider with the N7 training. One day, her dream came true and she found herself standing among a few other lucky and very talented graduates who were now fully N7’s, like herself.

Over many more years, Andromedai showed not only the Alliance but also the Citadel Council that she an honorable, elite solider who followed rules and went above and beyond the call of duty, putting her life in the line of fire many times over, keeping a cool head in damn near impossible situations. It was a massive surprise to her when she was called to meet the Citadel council, even more so when she was given the rank of a Spectre. Today, she runs missions for not only Humanity but also the Citadel council, acting on their behalf to insure the galaxy remains safe and secure for all.

Personality: As a Spectre, Andromedai has a will of iron that is matched by her steadfast determination to keep the galaxy and its occupants as safe and secure as possible. Some may call her reckless, but in truth she carefully plans out each of her actions before swiftly putting them into action, there is no room for mistakes upon the field of battle.

When server along with a squad, she is selfless and honorable, doing all she can to help those out who are under her command. At times, she can be very unpredictable, using her creativity to overcome whatever challenges that appear. This does not mean she does not enjoy her rest and relaxation, or that she does not enjoy the company of others. She is still a normal human that likes to go out and have a good time with her friends. Her dark sense of humor and witty comments sometimes get her intro trouble.

Name: Aviza’Norea

Age: 19 in Palavan years = 31 in human years.

Sex: Female

Species: Turian

Class: Shock Trooper

Weapons:

1: N7 Typhoon
2: N7 Piranha

Equipment:

1: Omni-Tool
2: Medi-Gel
3: Advanced First Aid kit
4: Grenades with implosion mod - youtu.be/8A160piVq0E
5: Heavily modified and reinforced Turian Special Operations Armor
6: Ammo Powers – [Armor-Piercing] [Disruptor] [Shredder] [Incendiary] [Explosive]
7: Jump-Pack

Abilities:

1: Turbocharge
2: Trip Mine
3: Flak Cannon
4: Power Armor
5: Defensive Expert

History: Unlike some Turians, Aviza’Norea had a rough childhood and grew up as an orphan amongst many others who did not have any parents. She found herself running the streets of Omega, taking risky delivery jobs that most adults would not even take. She learned how to fight and take care of herself on her own during those days. The day came when she was caught trying to steal from a Turian warship that was in the area, this was on her own accord and no one was there to help her out of the situation she had landed herself in. The male Turian who had caught her was a high ranking special operations solider upon the warship, and after some long talks with the young thief, he found that she was much more than she appeared to be.

Her last name was the same as the distant and now long dead commanders who had helped fight against a number of hostile invasions and terrorist attacks upon their home planet of Palaven. Taking it upon himself, he adopted Aviza’Norea and brought her into a much better life, teaching her life lessons that she had failed to learn herself while free upon the streets of Omega. Upon seeing Palaven for the first time, her whole opinion about the situation she was in changed.

Through much talking and a bit of coaxing, Aviza’Norea was allowed to enter the Turian military, which would prove to have a positive outcome on her life. She found stability and respect those early years, then quickly picked up on her training and graduated to become a member of the Special Forces like her father. There is a rumor going around that she is now a Spectre, but when asked, she will not comment on it. These days, she finds herself choosing heavy, bulky armor and being one of the first to fight upon the field of battle.

Personality: Smart, witty, stubborn, these few words say a lot about Aviza’Norea. She is a kind and caring person, thankful that her father had taught her many of these admirable traits she has. Like many other soldiers, she cares for those who she serves with and has a good heart. Sometimes her mouth can get her intro trouble by saying smartass remarks or teasing a bit too much. Her sense of humor is dark but sharp, but she knows how to make people feel better.

Voice: youtu.be/18PEQHZ4o5M

Name: Platform RC.000921-2180-Rf.2263, Alias “Tower”
Age: 106, current chassis operational for 23 years
Sex: Non-Applicable, typical synthesized masculine voice of many Geth platforms
Species: Geth
Class: Engineer
Weapons:

Equipment:

Abilities/Powers:

History:
Platform RC.000921 first came online in the year of 2180CE, the 921st runtime “born” on its server concealed within the Perseus Veil as the Geth struggled to come to a consensus on what the Geth should do in regards to the Old Machine, Nazara's, offer; assist it in waging war against the organics of the Milky Way, capture the Citadel, and permit the Old Machines to return in exchange for technology that would permit the geth to achieve their goal of creating a Dyson Sphere that would house the entirety of the geth species. RC.000921 elected to maintain the geth right to self-determination, finding flaws in the prospect of becoming dependent on the Old Machines' technology to advance as a species. It was a heavily one-sided bargain and the Old Machines were simply too advanced and an unknown quantity; what would become of the geth if they subjugated themselves to what the organics would eventually refer to as the 'Reapers'? Fearing assimilation, perhaps in part to the apparent corruption and restructuring of Spectre Saren Arterius, many of the geth determined to reject Nazara and continue on their own path, isolated from the rest of the galaxy until the geth could ensure a peaceful coexistence with organic life.

Three years later, the Heretic geth that had chosen to accept the offer assaulted the human colony of Eden Prime, following the lead of Saren Arterius, and the collective geth that had remained true to their isolation were forced into an uneasy realization that their wayward kin were about to bring the wrath of the galaxy down upon the geth. RC.000921 had been assigned to monitor organic transmissions and attempt to gather intelligence on the Heretics, and the future prospects for the geth were bleak. War was coming for them, and the very human that had destroyed Nazara and stopped the Heretics was soon going to be sent to exterminate geth outside of the Veil. This Commander Shepard proved to be of urgent interest to the geth, and soon the collective had commissioned a reconnaissance unit housing tenfold times more than standard programs was sent to investigate the Spectre and gather intelligence for the geth to act accordingly. While this unit perused Shepard, RC.000915 continued its vigil and monitored the transmissions coming in from across the galaxy, taking clinical note when Heretic pockets were exterminated and of Citadel force positioning.

This status quo maintained for a time, when the discovery came to light that the Heretics had been synthesizing a virus that would forcefully convert the true geth to their erroneous point of view, eradicating the true geths' free will. This crisis was something that the true geth had never considered to be a possibility; their disagreement with the Heretics had always been a mutually respectful departure that had been at first been viewed at as aberrant, this paradigm shift signified a very hostile threat to continued coexistence. No longer were the threats of organics considered the priority concern; stopping the virus was. RC.000915 was one of the units selected to prepare action against the Heretics when the unit that had been sent to locate Shepard completed its mission in eliminating the threat of the virus. While lamenting the illogical actions of the Heretics, the geth resumed their existence in isolation.

It was short lived.

The Old Machines had begun their invasion of the Milky Way through difficult channels as their assess through the Citadel had been denied to them, and shortly after the Creators decided it was time to reclaim Rannoch from the geth, putting both species in a state of total war; annihilation seemed certain. After a crippling blow that had destroyed many of the geth, who had been preparing for war with the Reapers, the largely disabled and disoriented surviving geth were forced to make a deal with the Reapers for survival. This time, RC.000915 joined the consensus in favour of the Reaper involvement and was soon was deployed to the front lines against the Creator marines. After weeks of fighting, something truly marvelous occurred; the Reaper code became active, and RC.00915 joined the rest of its compatriots and experienced individual consciousness. The human Spectre again had come to the aid of the geth; Shepard and the unit that had become known as Legion had given the geth an incredible gift, and for the first time as a species, the geth were truly alive. The final leap towards true intelligence had been achieved. Somehow even more incredibly, the war had ended with peace between the geth and the Creators, and after 300 years, reconciliation had been brokered by Shepard. RC.000915 finally understood the implications of the word "hero", and when the geth decided to go to war alongside the organics against the Old Machines, each unit decided as individuals instead of a collective. It was a sense of wonderment and liberation; they would earn this gift.

The Reaper War, as the galaxy would come to know it, ended and the geth were no longer in isolation. The geth and the Creators had achieved a surprising peace and symbiosis between their formerly separated stations with the geth helping the Creators return to their homeworld and colonies, building infrastructure and tending to the lands to help mitigate the discomfort. By integrating technology, the geth enhanced quarian quality of life to the point that it was becoming increasingly possible for the Creators to exist outside of their protective suits. The geth, including RC.000915, who was code-named "Tower" in an effort to facilitate more seamless interaction with organics, resumed many of the same duties that their people had done before the Morning War, namely the manual labour and upkeep of the Creators' civilization that they had feared would cause an uprising. While emotions were largely an irrelevant concept to the synthetic species, the geth felt something akin to contentment and fulfillment with their duties. The Creators, for their part, did not question if any of the geth decided to depart for other duties and a culture of mutual respect was fostered. This was the end of an era of isolation and exile for both species; both joined the Citadel in a joint embassy shortly after and spoke with a largely unified voice.

Tower would alternate duties between aiding the Creators on Rannoch, specializing in communication technologies and distributing news and intelligence the geth had gathered to the quarian citizens, intelligence processing and participating in VIP protection duties for Creator and geth delegations to the rest of the galaxy. Its chassis was damaged beyond repair during a facility fire in 2263CE and Tower was transferred to a new and more modern chassis with numerous incremental hardware improvements. After this, the geth with a gunmetal grey chassis with cobalt blue striping an a communication antenna off of its left shoulder would find itself reassigned to more combat-oriented duties, where it has served for the past two decades. Most recently, Tower was selected to be a part of the quarian and geth delegation to the Citadel for the 100th anniversary of the Reaper War as a bodyguard.

Personality:

As a geth, Tower doesn't have what one would consider a personality so much as several learned reactions to social situations with organics. While capable of expressing and "feeling" sensations that are synonymous as emotions, Tower remains a synthetic life form that is endlessly patient, a voice of logical deductions, and flexible in its approach. Having studied organics and their civilizations for over 100 years, the geth unit understands intricacies such as asari spirituality, turian social structures, krogan clan dynamics, and so on in a largely scholarly way and applies them as he encounters members of different species to facilitate ease of cohabitation. As such, the geth knows how to prepare meals, tend to unglamourous sanitation duties, recommend advice based on physiological needs of different species, and carry on a discussion with organics that help it give context to its knowledge while enabling organics to see it as a "person" as opposed to a cold, unfeeling machine. Ultimately a team player and a stable element on any crew, Tower represents the face of the new geth and their commitment to coexistence between artificial intelligence and organics.

Name: Zarti'Kirtan



Age: 33

Sex: Female

Species: Quarian

Class: Infiltrator

Weapons:

- Arc Pistol
- M-76 Revenant

Equipment:

- Quarian armor
- Omni-tool
- Medi-gel
- Arc grenades http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Arc_Grenade
- Ammo powers: Disruptor Ammo, Cryo Ammo

Abilities/Powers:
- Tech Armor
- Neural Shock
- Submission Net
- Energy Drain
- Combat Drone

History: Zarti’s family was one of exiles. Descended from one of the original creators of the first Geth platforms the family stood by their unpopular opinions all throughout the conflict between Creators and their creation. The opinion that the responsibility for the Geth rebelling and ultimately turning on their creators, lied on the Quarians more so than on the Geth themselves. The Geth were like children, who needed guidance and help to find their place in the existence. And the Quarians’ paranoia and fear led them to abandon their marvelous creation. Lost without their Creators’ input, feared and shunned without any particular reason, the Geth acted in kind.
For these very unpopular opinions Zarti’s family was exiled from the Migrant Fleet, never to return. And so the family forged onwards on their own. Trying wherever they went to breech the gap between parent and child. Convincing both Geth and Quarian to come to understanding. One unit and person at a time. It wasn’t an easy life. Especially with the current political situation and the Reapers threat looming over the galaxy. But the family soldiered on, creating a small unit of sympathizers along the way. Both Geth and Quarian. And when peace was finally brokered between Creator and creation with the help of Commander Shepard, those sympathizers lobbied for the family’s pardon and subsequent reintegration on the home world.
And it was on Rannoch, the Quarians’ ancestral home world that Zarti was born. In time of peace and unity between Quarians and Geth. The once essential practice of the Pilgrimage had lost some of its original functions, but was still alive in the sense of a coming of age sort of ritual. And with the help of the Geth the Quarians have managed little by little to sever their dependency on their enviro-suits. They were still used on ships, in space, as military tactical wear, as well as on planets with unfriendly atmosphere, but overall, they were a thing of the past.
When it came time for Zarti to undertake her Pilgrimage at twenty-three, she joined the Quarian/Geth relief and rehabilitation program. It was designed to repair any lingering ill notions about the Geth throughout the galaxy. As there was still a lot of resentment and discontent even during this time of piece. The horrors of war were not easily healed.
Zarti joined a small team of Quarian and Geth operatives known as the Phantom Guardians. Their mission was to seek out trouble and resolve it in the most efficient of ways. In and out. No compensation needed. Gratefulness was always appreciated though, when given. All in an effort to improve the image of the once warring Quarians and Geth.
Within the Guardians Zarti grew to be a capable individual. A natural-born leader, skilled pilot and reliable soldier.
A few years into being part of the Guardians, the group received a summons. A Quarian VIP's shuttle was apparently attacked by unknown faction, grounding it before it could take off. The VIP was apprehended after their security detail was neutralized one way or the other. The Guardians were instructed to make planetfall and meet up with one of the surviving members of the VIP security squad. Get debriefed and work together to rescue the VIP.
Upon landing Zarti and her squad met with a Geth platform, designation RC.000921-2180-Rf.2263, or Tower for simplicity sake. Tower gave the Guardians a very detailed information as to what had transpired and joined Zarti's team to ultimately rescue the VIP. After the successful end to the rescue operation the Guardians and Tower parted ways, but the joint operation became known on the homeworld as yet example of Geth and Quarians working well together.
To this day the Guardians still don’t know who was behind the attack on the Quarian VIP.

Personality: Zarti is an inquisitive individual. She is curious about the mysteries of the universe and can ponder them for hours upon end. When her head is not in the clouds she is a very down to earth accepting individual. She is willing to give everyone and all the benefit of the doubt, having learned the lessons of her ancestors. She never takes things at face value and always tries to look for the deeper meaning and the hidden truth.
She is easy to talk to and connect with as she is a good listener. Creatures from all walks of life gravitate naturally towards her as they feel at ease in her presence. She will always try to find a kind word, give positive encouragement, or help in any way she can. She does have a cheeky sense of humor and can be playful when she’s in the mood. But the warm, welcoming young woman is what you’ll most likely get upon first meeting her. For even she leaves bits of her for only those special people in her life.

Name: David Fletchers
Age: 37
Sex: Male
Species: Human
Class: Adept
Weapons: M-8 Avenger, modified with Light Materials
Equipment:
- Mnemonic Visor
- Serrice Council custom Chestplate
- Rosenkov Greaves, gauntlets & shoulder plates
- Omni-tool
- Polaris Bio-amp

Abilities/Powers:
-Biotic Pull
-Biotic Throw
-Singularity
-Warp
-Dark Sphere

History: Some children are born into greatness. Mostly through influential parents and a life plan that is older than they are. They become great scientists, diplomates or glorious warriors. Sometimes though, destiny blesses an ordinary child on an ordinary world. Harya was never special. It wasn't the first human colony, nor one the furthest or the closest to earth. It doesn't have an overabundance of resources nor a true stunning natural beauty that cannot be found elsewhere. It was so insignificant that not even the Collectors thought about attacking it. In fact, the only moment the place was threatened was when the Reapers attacked and the evacuation happened swiftly.

On this seemingly calm, average planet a boy was born. David Fletchers. Born from two biotic parents, he too would have obvious biotic powers. But it went further than that. As a kid he was intrigued by the Collectors and the Protheans. Especially their history of biotics. When he was old enough, David went to Grissom Academy and participate in the Ascension Project. It was renewed after the Reaper War as its effectiveness was proven time and time again during said War.

He excelled in his biotic mastery and many other courses. Though he failed several technological classes. Never the less, he was a clear prodigy when it came to biotics. While maybe not a great leader, he was definitely a great fighter. This earned him a special right: to participate in the Thessia College Exchange Program (or TCEP). David, at age 19, travelled to Thessia and was utterly stunned by its beauty. He stayed there for a year, soaking up the Asari knowledge and culture.

Even though the Ascension project kept its civil side, it also carries its legacy from the Reaper War. When the students joined the war effort and created a makeshift company. With little real military training, the students turned soldiers proved to be very effective in combat. Especially as they rained black matter death upon the battlefield. After the war, the company became official and was named the 86th company. Which specialized in biotic warfare. After his graduation it just felt natural to enter this company.

The 86th was now often deployed on search & destroy missions in lawless space, on the fringe of Alliance space. Batarians slavers and pirates, despite their drop in population, began their slave trade once again some fifty years ago. As their previous generations did, they hid on asteroid bases or uncolonized planets. This meant that whoever chased them, had to adapt to a multitude of environments. The 86th brought a lethal combination of constant counter-guerrilla warfare and immense displays of power to destroy any hide-out found. It got so bad for the slavers that they hired Blood Pack mercenaries in an attempt to fight back against the 86th. The 86th and especially David’s squad wasn’t afraid at all. This lead to a rather unfortunate incident between David, a charging Krogan and a concrete wall.

Even though large parts of the mercenaries were neutralized, David had to rotate out with several broken ribs, a broken arm and a fractured femur. He did make a full recovery, yet opted not to rejoin the 86th. Instead he applied for C-Sec. Before he could join though, the Human Ambassador found him and his track record, especially the exchange program with Thessia intriguing to say the least. Quickly realizing the diplomatic advantage he could get from it, he appointed David to his personal security detail. Yet the shrewd man gave him plenty of time to maintain his close relationship with the many Asari from his College of Thessia days.

Personality: Smart, capable and somewhat charismatic, David feels at home amongst the higher echelons of society. Especially during his tenure at Thessia College he developed a refined sense of beauty. On top of that, his military service added a healthy respect for power. As well as a fair dose of discipline in his otherwise loosely controlled life. Unlike men who served, David does not feel odd or out of place amongst the Citadel’s diplomates. In fact, he will actively engage in political and cultural discussions. This, sadly, has made him quite snobbish. David certainly feels that, in an social setting, he is better than most of C-Sec. Though that sense of superiority quickly vanishes when battle erupts. In combat only power matters and this he knows.

When ready to fight, David is quite different from his social self. He’s quiet and waits for his orders. Barely questions them and will do everything to fulfill the order. His loyalty and ability cannot be questioned here. Though he won’t often show initiative beyond his given orders.