It turns out that no one has beaten us anywhere. The Nexus isn't even completed yet -- it's dark, quiet, and mostly empty. When Ryder and company finally find a person, he is completely baffled to see strangers.
The Nexus has had a rough time of it. It also encountered an INCIDENT with weird galactic stuff out there in space (they call it the Scourge) which knocked them off course, and the majority of their leadership was killed in the accident without ever even waking from cryo sleep -- including the founder of the whole Andromeda Initiative. So following the chain of command, the person who ends up in charge was....... a salarian accountant. Inspiring.
He and his cohorts (a turian chief of security, a human colonial affairs director, and a lady krogan station superintendent) all hate each other. Good times.
All the colonies they've attempted to start have been thwarted because zero of the golden worlds we found 600 years ago are still viable, and also those bony aliens (called the kett) are everywhere, just straight up killing people on sight. So... you know. That's your job, Pathfinder Junior. We were kind of counting on your dad to get us some livable colonies. Hop to it.
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The Nexus has had a rough time of it. It also encountered an INCIDENT with weird galactic stuff out there in space (they call it the Scourge) which knocked them off course, and the majority of their leadership was killed in the accident without ever even waking from cryo sleep -- including the founder of the whole Andromeda Initiative. So following the chain of command, the person who ends up in charge was....... a salarian accountant. Inspiring.
He and his cohorts (a turian chief of security, a human colonial affairs director, and a lady krogan station superintendent) all hate each other. Good times.
All the colonies they've attempted to start have been thwarted because zero of the golden worlds we found 600 years ago are still viable, and also those bony aliens (called the kett) are everywhere, just straight up killing people on sight. So... you know. That's your job, Pathfinder Junior. We were kind of counting on your dad to get us some livable colonies. Hop to it.