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I stood before a beacon of an ancient civilization and lived.
Yet that did not stop me.
I fought bandits, pirates, criminals, and mercenaries.
Yet that did not stop me.
You pitted me against an entire race of deadly synthetics.
Yet you did not stop me.
You wielded a fellow Spectre like a blade to the heart of our civilization.
Yet you did not stop me.
I faced one of your own on equal grounds. And -won-.
And you did not stop me.
I stared death in the eye, thrown into its clutches by you.
Yet you did not stop me.
I battled against the harvesting of my species at every turn.
And you did not stop me.
You threw the twisted remnants of an ancient race at me.
Yet you did not stop me.
I was betrayed by the very people who brought me back.
Yet that did not stop me.
You brought war to our doorstep. Threatened us with extermination.
Yet you did not stop me.
You came through the dark void yourself to destroy.
Yet you did not stop me.
You manipulated, controlled, tricked, and threw countless dangers at my crew and I.
Yet you did not stop me.
I slew more of your kind single-handed than any had in all of existence.
Yet you did not stop me.
You arrived at the final battlefield, and we met face to face.
Yet you could not stop me.
I AM COMMANDER JANE SHEPARD, AND I WILL NOT STOP FIGHTING UNTIL THE WAR IS WON! YOU CANNOT STOP ME!
Yet that did not stop me.
I fought bandits, pirates, criminals, and mercenaries.
Yet that did not stop me.
You pitted me against an entire race of deadly synthetics.
Yet you did not stop me.
You wielded a fellow Spectre like a blade to the heart of our civilization.
Yet you did not stop me.
I faced one of your own on equal grounds. And -won-.
And you did not stop me.
I stared death in the eye, thrown into its clutches by you.
Yet you did not stop me.
I battled against the harvesting of my species at every turn.
And you did not stop me.
You threw the twisted remnants of an ancient race at me.
Yet you did not stop me.
I was betrayed by the very people who brought me back.
Yet that did not stop me.
You brought war to our doorstep. Threatened us with extermination.
Yet you did not stop me.
You came through the dark void yourself to destroy.
Yet you did not stop me.
You manipulated, controlled, tricked, and threw countless dangers at my crew and I.
Yet you did not stop me.
I slew more of your kind single-handed than any had in all of existence.
Yet you did not stop me.
You arrived at the final battlefield, and we met face to face.
Yet you could not stop me.
I AM COMMANDER JANE SHEPARD, AND I WILL NOT STOP FIGHTING UNTIL THE WAR IS WON! YOU CANNOT STOP ME!
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Character Sheet
Name:
Class: Warrior
Race: Human
Age: 18
Hair: Blond. Long but tightly braided to fall in a plait down her back. She does nothing fancy with it and rarely even pulls it out of its braid.
Skin: Tanned and dirty, she has a few scars on her arms and one on her left cheek.
Eyes: A surprisingly bright grey-green.
Height: Tall.
Weight: Heavily built, she has muscles.
Clothing: She tends to wear full plate armour at almost all times, it is dented and well used, with no decoration. When not wearing these she will wear brown pants and an undyed shirt.
Weapons: None, instead she carries a huge shield as tall as herself with large spikes. While she ca
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Observations that should never be made.
Questions that should never be asked.
I knew this, of course. Not everyone needs to know everything. But when you see changes in the people around you or hear things about them- the people you care about- then it's impossible not to make those observations. Wonder about those discussions.
Ask those questions.
I asked. Oh, I asked, and you have no idea how much I've regretted it. My stomach roils and my head hurts and I'm so worried that in asking too many questions I have put at risk something very dear.
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