Since the first time sentient life emerged from the primordial soup of creation, they have looked to the stars with fear and trepidation, but also with wonder and awe. Yet eventually we reached those starry heavens, in a galaxy opened for us, so vast that it is incomprehensible. An eternity to explore, to discover, with mysteries to uncover further.
But, this is not enough. Always there are those looking to push onwards past new frontiers, to break free of the restrictions placed upon them. The dreamers, the visionaries, the mad...and you.
You sit here besides your fellow directors and pathfinders, around a citadel conference table for one final briefing as Miss Garson outlines what she has been told. Why the Council finally decided to place their full support behind a project that they had dismissed for literal mellennia. How so many of the greatest minds of the generation had been convinced to abandon their homes to join. Why the richest man in the galaxy would burden a cost of tens of trillions of credits to manufacture seven of the largest megastructures made since the Protheans...or rather since the Reapers.
The secret threat the Council did not know how to stop, only try to contain until it was too late.
You felt your hand tighten on your knee to stop it shaking, as the memories of Sovereign and Saren's attack flash through your mind. At how overwhelmed the galaxy was and the sacrifice required to defeat a single one of those things…
"That is where we come in." If there was one thing to be said about Garson it was that she had charisma. She brought all your attention away from your internal panic and back to her. There was a reason she, not ancient Asari or wealthy Volus headed the Andromedas. That collection of strange billionaires that demanded the colonisation of Andromeda.
"We were many things already. A dream, but now the Initiative is more." She pressed her hand against the table's and holograms appeared spinning around them, showing each of them flight paths, carefully marked through dark space. "The Council has used us as an excuse to develop technologies to create Cryo extension programmes to wait out the Reapers, but also to scout them. And through that we have a path to Andromeda."
She paused, her composure cracking for a moment as a shiver rushed through her body. "This...this is even more important, because there is a good chance that shortly after we leave...assuming we arrive, we will be the only survivors of the current space faring species of the Milky Way."
You understand her words. They've been confirmed by experts and analysts from the Council themselves...but you just can't bring yourself to believe.
Nobody wants to believe that their species will be rendered extinct, based on the whims of an ancient, soulless computer.
Miss Garson continued, her strength to keep on going despite these revelations a life raft for all present "Should you choose not to leave now, then this is the final stage. A director and a Pathfinder will be paired with a world and ark. The next galactic month will be spent familiarising yourself with your subordinates and ark...then well." She glanced towards the door, as if expecting you to leave. The temptation was certainly there.
But, you're proud to say that not one of the dozen people moved an inch, their attention still focused upon her as she let out a small unconscious sigh of relief. "If you're certain, then let's begin."
She starts to walk around the table, handing each director a datapad. Probably the most important datapad you've ever been handed in your life as she places into your
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Hand and you dive into the data, hard facts replacing simulated theorisation. For now you let the horror of the universe fade away, to instead focus on the giddy sensation that all you worked for was starting to come together.
How a
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Of your meager calibur ended up here you're not quite sure, but you had a mandate now. To yourself, and to those under your care to breach this new frontier.
"Ah you're my one are you?" A languid voice sounds above you, and with a start you realise you've been studying your pad too intently, as around the room the soft murmurs of conversation begin between Directors and Pathfinders.
Standing above you, hand obviously extended to shake is a burly looking
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Who towers with an easy confidence no doubt brought on by a lifetime of struggles and conflicts. You'd know you'd helped to select a few of them. Not this one though.
"Yes, sorry I got rather carried away...something to."
"I get. Blew me away too." They rubbed their face, before looking out of the window, the swirling pearlescent beauty of the Serpent Nebula glaring back at them and with a small sigh you joined them.
Sitting side by side in the Citadel quietly ignoring the rest of the conversations you thought for a moment before continuing.
"So how did you get caught up in this? What's your" your fingers went up, forming quotation marks in the air "Big dream?" That tag line was not your idea, thank heavens but it stuck regardless.
"Heh...I was an"
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"But, it wasn't enough you know? I've done a lot, but doing this. I wanted to make a final lasting mark to do things never done by anyone in the Milky Way before. Gotta say this was a bit more than I signed up for, but well…" They smiled, an almost feral grin splitting their face, the light reflecting off their irises.
"Now its even more important to do it right."
That causes you to smile in turn and nod. "I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship Pathfinder...what is your name?"
"Right back at you. Director"
They're right. You are Director
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Given great responsibility and power. Together with your Pathfinder
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You will forge a new home in a new galaxy.
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After the death of my last quest and having earned a bit more EXP I've decided to dive into the realm of Questing again, with a heavily modified version of Mass Effect Andromeda...AKA a version that isn't a sad pile of disappointment.
With luck I'll be able to make this more interesting, but first we need to get you all people'd out. Give me a moment to reserve a few posts.
PS. please vote in plan format for simplicity's sake, any questions please ask
Also here, let me give great thanks to
@random_npc and
@Swordomatic who looked this stuff over! Thanks a ton guys.