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I have served with one of the greatest men in the galaxy.
How do I describe him? He did impossible things: heroically defending Elysium during the Skyllian Blitz, defeating the rogue Saren and the heretical Geth who followed him, surviving suicide missions and even death itself. But under the hero was the man. He had green eyes and red hair, a sloping nose and strong chin. He liked collecting model ships and fish. Occasionally he would drink himself into oblivion and dance like a fool. More than anything, though, he valued his friends. His best friend was the Turian, Garrus Vakarian, also known as “Archangel.” Through thick and thin they stood together right up until the events which transpired on Earth. In the end before the gaping maw of the Reapers’ destruction they became more than friends, they became brothers. Others were friends worthy of mention: Liara T’soni, Tali Zorah vas Normandy, Jeff “Joker” Moreau, EDI, and many more are deserving of praise for their deeds in the galactic war against the Reapers. I would be remiss if I failed to mention Shepard’s relationship with Ashley Williams. He loved her and she loved him, but more than that would not be couth of me to divulge. In addition to this he was dedicated to preserving the lives of innocents in the galaxy. Though his duty was to the Alliance and the Council, his real duty was to the people. He was no saint, but he was far from a devil.
Shepard was one of the rare individuals who actively made history and I bear witness to the fact. I was there when he first received the Prothean warning of the Reapers and witnessed the betrayal of the Specter agent, Saren. I was there when the alliance sacrificed ships to defend the Citadel’s council from the Reaper vanguard known as Sovereign or Nazara. I was there when he died, and when he was brought back, by miracle or by science, it is hard to decipher which. I was there when he destroyed the Collectors. I was there when he assembled the galaxy to shout with one voice that we would not go quietly to our annihilation. In the end, I was the only one there to bear witness to the final choice that changed the galaxy forever. Yes, the commander was a hero, but he had his failings same as any of us. He lost good men and women when he traveled through the Omega-4 Relay. Hundreds of thousands died when Shepard detonated the Alpha Relay. He punched a reporter several times. Though his decisions sometimes had catastrophic consequences, he always had a reason. And again, he was no saint.
Though the commander achieved great things, nigh impossible things, remember: he was a man. He was human like the rest of us. In every person sleeps possibility, the capacity for greatness. Shepard did not strive for fame or power, but he did try to do good and protect those whom he loved and cared for. He succeeded through sheer force of will and by stepping up when no one else would. Let his example lead us and guide us to the best humanity has to offer, of what every one of us can achieve. Let him remind us that we can be better than petty greed and blind selfishness. I will remember him; I hope you all will, too.
I hope that I’ll one day hear another story about “the Shepard.”
Commander, if I don’t see you again, it has been an honor serving with you.
Sincerely,The Quixotic One
[Note: these are just my feelings regarding the end of the Mass Effect trilogy. I'll be writing some more technical evaluations later this week. Feel free to share your thoughts or opinions on the series]
I see. The Commander I served under was a strong, dynamic woman who overcame all the odds in spite of the obstacles in her path. She had the most beautiful ebony skin and hazel eyes, and a nearly shaven head that she bared proudly. I remember her being extremely close friends with an infamous Krogan of the Urdnot clan, and later, one of the few who understood Jacob Taylor, Jack, and the legendary Justicar named Samara. She perhaps was a surprisingly great mentor to Grunt, the first tank-bred Krogan ever accepted into one of their clans, and proved herself mightily on the battlefield. Her strong and compassionate words are something I doubt I'll ever forget.
I miss her so much.
OOC: Nice blog.
So, you finished! Awesome, I don't know how long it will take for me to finish, but I've really been enjoying the story so far for Mass Effect 3. I imported from ME2, but never played the first one. Might go back to it later.
What you did was really cool, I would hope to see you write more like this in the future
Commander Sheperd was a just and kind individual. He forged bonds that would last a life time, especially with his bondmate Liara T'Soni. His best friend Garrus stood by him until literally the bitter end and never doubted his brother in arms for a second. Sheperd did what none could before him; he united the galaxy, cured the genophage, united the Krogan and the Turians, as well as the Quarians the the Geth, and helped many synthetics discover their own humanity. He was not just a Hero, he was a friend, he was a legend, and he will be remembered in song and story across all species of the Galaxy.
In Memory of Commander John Sheperd.
Sorry, couldn't resist. I love your blog. It really lets me see what your Sheperd was like and it reminds us that each Sheperd was unique.
I really enjoy reading your post and seeing how different of an experience you had with the game compared to me. The decisions you made, the people who you had live and the people you had die, I love hearing different perspectives.
We all can agree though, that the Mass Effect trilogy is one of the best gaming experiences ever. The emotion behind the characters, the difficult choices we all made. Mass Effect is a game that will be remembered by us all forever.
Commander, it's been an honor.
The feeling is Mutual Jack, I assure you. Rest in Peace Mass Effect;Keela Salai!
*Salutes* One of the best games ever! Also, that was one awesome blog!
I got to say goodbye to a crazy redhead female Shepard, who valued loyalty and friendship over practical or logical solutions. Who lead by example as a Paragon (except for the occasional fit of anger.) Who loved the friends she kept, and missed the ones that didn't come back from the Omega 4 relay. Who could console a broken heart, or headbutt a Krogan and live to tell about it. Who ended up saving the galaxy, even though it meant never having that future with Kaiden.
Godspeed, Commander. It was a hell of a ride. Be sure to open a tab at that bar until Garrus joins you.