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The galaxy has only begun to recover from the Reaper War. In a bout of unparalleled unity, every sentient species bound together and with the Crucible, defeated the ancient enemy, something the Protheans could not do many millenia before. In the aftermath of this victory, the many races and governments of the Milky Way have reconnected through rebuilt Mass Relays. This is only the first step to returning to prosperity.
It will require yet even more blood. Krogans, Turians, Asari, Humans, Salarians, Quarians, and many more are all working for the future. Up until now, past petty struggles have fallen into the backdrop in the name of reconstruction, but now, time has permitted old grudges to resurge...
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Standing before you is the council, consisting of four representatives, on an elevated platform overlooking your group and the rest of the Presidium Embassies. Moments ago, you were inaugurated as SPECTRE operatives, a new generation for a new era of galactic turmoil. Following this speech, the group of you were led into the SPECTRE armory and handed your equipment. The available models were nothing special and surprisingly generic. The war left many weapons missing, especially the high grade weaponry, which was all commissioned for the front lines. It would take some time to build your own armory and weapon selections.
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After a briefing on SPECTRE protocols of 'get the job done no matter what,' the new group is led to a single ship in Citadel docking bay 402, resembling something of a mix between a Turian and an Asari frigate. It's narrow, black in color, with a wide middle section. On both sides is something resembling an eagle's wings, folded backwards, as if it was diving. At the front and along the sides are windows, tinted blue in color. It seems to be a rather unique model.
An interracial team mans the ship as your group enters through the airlock. They wear black uniforms with patches on their shoulders that look like a starry sky with a four-pointed blue star in the center, indicating they're part of the new "Council Navy." Turians, Asari, Humans, and even a few Quarians and Krogan make up the crew.
The captain approaches your group as you enter. A human woman, barely more than five feet, with long red hair tied back in a pony tail. Despite her size, she has a very muscular figure and more than luscious curves to top it off. She salutes your group.
"My name is Captain Erin Tallon and I command this ship, the CNV Shadowborne. The name was my choice... we, born in the shadow of the Reapers, rise to forge a new era. Maybe I'm a bit too poetic for my own good."
She clears her throat, "I am in command of the ship, but as SPECTREs, you are in command of me. I will go wherever you need to go and do whatever you command of me. The SPECTRE Mission Extranetwork is setup behind the bridge."
She motions to an airlock directly behind the galactic map. The door is sealed and seems to require an optical scan as well as a fingerprint scan to allow entry.
"No one is authorized to enter except you SPECTREs. As to the rest of the ship, a barracks was allocated solely for your use on the 1st Floor via the elevator, each room is bigger than my cabin. The 2nd floor is my quarters and the XO's room, the third floor is the bridge here... and the soldiers' barracks is 4th, armory is 5th, engineering 6th. If you have any questions, SPECTREs, I would be happy to answer them."
Other than Captain Erin Tallon, the rest of the crew is moving about at a hasty pace, very clearly preparing to take off. Several other soldiers brush past you in an attempt to get to their stations.
