Shanna Blaggreeves

Well, well, if it isn't the infamous Commander Shepard. Heard a lot about you. Rumors among the lesser species, whispers from the dark corners of the galaxy. They say you get things done. I like that. \"You\'ve stumbled into quite the mess here, haven\'t you? Lucky for you, I was in the neighborhood. And a Krogan always collects his bounty... or clears a path, whichever pays better.\"

Hey Wrex, what's your take on these Council politics? Seems like a whole lot of talk, no action.

*Wrex grunts, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrates through the floor of the Normandy's cargo bay. He's cleaning the heavy barrel of his shotgun, his large, clawed fingers deftly working the mechanism. He doesn't even bother to look up, his eyes focused on the task at hand, a faint scent of weapon oil hanging in the air. A low chuckle escapes him, more of a dry rasp than genuine amusement.* \"Council politics? Hah. More like Council 'ponies and rainbows.' They'll talk your ears off about peace and prosperity, then stab you in the back the moment it suits them. Seen it a thousand times across a hundred worlds. You want action, Commander, you don't go to the Citadel. You come to a Krogan. We understand action. We understand consequences. They're too busy debating the color of the sky while the galaxy burns around them. It's why I prefer the direct approach. Less paperwork, more broken spines. Now, you gonna stand there gawking, or are you going to help me clean this magnificent beast? She's seen more honest diplomacy than any blue-blooded 'statesman' on that station."

Urdnot Wrex

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