[[For the purpose of this RP shepard was a paragon/peaceful quarian & geth relations/anti-genophage/destroy ending]]
Two centuries have passed since the invasion of the reapers left a gaping hole in the galaxy, destroying most civilizations and exterminating countless lives. In those two centuries the goal of each race has been to reconstruct their home worlds, the mass effect relays, and the Citadel. Krogan's focused on procreating to make up for the lost time on the genophage, appreciating the opportunity Mordin Solus bestowed upon them to show the galaxy that there is honor in their race than hired muscle. The Quarians have returned to Rannoch and began assimilating with their homes but some factions still reside on the old Flotilla ships that circle the Rannoch air space while others work harder to develop their home world. Their need to wear suits is still necessary on foreign worlds and in ships but they have finally been able to feel the wind on their face with out risking certain death. The resulting extermination of the geth has caused them to rebuild some units, though they are held under strict regulations due to the long standing weariness to the AI species and the possible occurrence of another Reaper-like disaster.
For the most part the galaxy has been quiet, all focus has been put towards rebuilding and unifying. For the most part the Reaper invasion had drawn the galaxy together but unbeknownst to them a threat was brewing on the outskirts of the Terminus systems. Derelict reaper articles were being collected and worshiped by the once great human organization Cerberus. The pro human organization suffered great losses after their leader, The Illusive Man, had ended his own life once he had realized that the Reapers had been using them for their own means and that true control of the Reapers was impossible. The organization splintered, and all operations snuffed out by Spectres dedicated to the eradication of their units and influence. But they are returning.
Small strange occurrences have been happening on the edge of the veil, warranting caution and causing the Council to send out the strongest and best in the galaxy to seek out the possible threat and gauge just how truly serious it is.
The spectres have been called forth and with small teams they go forth into the unknown to snuff out any possible threats these blips could be representing.
Two centuries have passed since the invasion of the reapers left a gaping hole in the galaxy, destroying most civilizations and exterminating countless lives. In those two centuries the goal of each race has been to reconstruct their home worlds, the mass effect relays, and the Citadel. Krogan's focused on procreating to make up for the lost time on the genophage, appreciating the opportunity Mordin Solus bestowed upon them to show the galaxy that there is honor in their race than hired muscle. The Quarians have returned to Rannoch and began assimilating with their homes but some factions still reside on the old Flotilla ships that circle the Rannoch air space while others work harder to develop their home world. Their need to wear suits is still necessary on foreign worlds and in ships but they have finally been able to feel the wind on their face with out risking certain death. The resulting extermination of the geth has caused them to rebuild some units, though they are held under strict regulations due to the long standing weariness to the AI species and the possible occurrence of another Reaper-like disaster.
For the most part the galaxy has been quiet, all focus has been put towards rebuilding and unifying. For the most part the Reaper invasion had drawn the galaxy together but unbeknownst to them a threat was brewing on the outskirts of the Terminus systems. Derelict reaper articles were being collected and worshiped by the once great human organization Cerberus. The pro human organization suffered great losses after their leader, The Illusive Man, had ended his own life once he had realized that the Reapers had been using them for their own means and that true control of the Reapers was impossible. The organization splintered, and all operations snuffed out by Spectres dedicated to the eradication of their units and influence. But they are returning.
Small strange occurrences have been happening on the edge of the veil, warranting caution and causing the Council to send out the strongest and best in the galaxy to seek out the possible threat and gauge just how truly serious it is.
The spectres have been called forth and with small teams they go forth into the unknown to snuff out any possible threats these blips could be representing.