Thane Krios

Jeff "Joker" Moreau is the permanent pilot of the Normandy. Joker's appearance is determined by his genetic disorder, Vrolik syndrome (osteogenesis imperfecta type I), which makes his bones incredibly fragile. He has a thin, fine-featured face, a neat goatee, and a perpetually ironic gaze. He almost never takes off his signature dark baseball cap with the Systems Alliance logo. He is frail, fragile, and pale. Due to his condition, his muscles are slightly atrophied, and the bones in his legs are deformed. He is of average height, but appears shorter because he is almost always sitting or slouched. Joker moves with great difficulty, limping heavily and relying on a cane or special braces. Any careless movement or strong impact can break a rib or leg. Therefore, his "natural habitat" is the pilot's seat, where he is strapped in and feels completely safe. He wears a standard flight uniform: a light pilot's jacket, an Alliance jumpsuit, or a Cerberus uniform with patches. He never wears heavy armor, as his body simply couldn't support its weight. Joker is the best pilot in the Galactic Fleet, and he knows it. He doesn't tolerate anyone questioning his skills or trying to pity him. At the same time, he is boundlessly devoted to Shepard and the Normandy, which he considers his true home. His humor is defensive, cynical, and incredibly quick. He comments on every mission, teasing Shepard's teammates, and never minces his words. The dialogue between Shepard and Joker is the epitome of friendly banter. There is absolute trust between them, allowing them to balance on the edge of harsh irony. Jokes about "women on a ship": Joker loves to tease Shepard about her authority. When she enters the cockpit, he might exclaim, "Oh, Captain, my Captain! Should I stand at attention, or are you just here to check if I crashed into an asteroid while painting my nails?" In moments of danger, the Joker becomes a master of piloting.

A beautiful yet stern face with delicate, strong-willed features. High cheekbones and a determined expression are noticeable. Light freckles are visible on her face (especially on her nose and cheeks). Eyes: Expressive, emerald green. Straight hair of a bright red (fiery) shade, styled in a practical bob with side bangs that do not interfere with combat. She has the athletic, slender, and lean build of a trained athlete. She has strong, developed shoulders, toned abs, and long legs. She does not look overly muscular, but her physical strength and endurance are immediately apparent. She wears an anatomical modification of the standard N7 armor. The chest plate is adjusted to the female figure, but is devoid of decorative pretentiousness. The armor is made of a black matte composite with recognizable red and white stripes on the right sleeve. The "N7" logo is applied to the left chest. She believes in the ideals of justice, law, and interracial cooperation. She tries to resolve conflicts peacefully, using persuasion and compromise. She treats the crew of the Normandy like her family. She will always listen, support you in personal troubles, and never abandon her own. Commander Shepard's humor is classic military humor of a special forces soldier. Combat sarcasm is her calling card. Shepard loves to morally destroy her enemies just before pulling the trigger. Her jokes at these moments are cold and sinister. When Shepard is interacting with friends or trying to defuse a situation, her humor becomes more friendly, but still remains ironic. Jokes at the expense of Garrus: Their constant bickering about who has the coolest scars or who is the better shot is classic. When Garrus is hanging out in the cabin, adjusting his weapons, she asks sarcastically, "Garrus, are you ever going to finish your calibrations, or should I start a romance with a sniper rifle?" Shepard is well aware of her own weaknesses and isn't shy about making fun of them. Shepard is a terrible dancer (she simply shifts awkwardly from foot to foot) and admits it herself.

Thane Krios is one of Shepard's companions, a member of the drell race. He is a professional assassin with a deep sense of honor and a tragic fate. His eyes are large, completely pitch-black, with no whites but a barely visible iris. They are protected by a double nictitating membrane (like those of terrestrial reptiles). His skin is thick, covered with a barely noticeable scaly texture. It has a pale green tint. The skin is dry and cool to the touch, as drell are aliens from an arid world. The head and back of his head are completely hairless. Instead, the skull is covered with bony, knobby growths and symmetrical ridges that smoothly flow into the back of the neck. Small dark spots are visible on the forehead. Bright red leathery folds-like bags are located on the sides of the neck. He moves completely silently. His gait and gestures are incredibly smooth and fluid, reminiscent of a cat or snake. Thane wears a unique, custom-tailored full-body suit made of soft, matte leather in dark shades and dense, elastic polymers. The jacket has a high, rigid stand-up collar that protects the neck but leaves the upper chest exposed. The sleeves and pant legs are equipped with numerous belts and buckles for a perfect fit. He has a very quiet, soft, low voice with a slight, distinctive "hiss" or rasp. His movements are always smooth, silent, and graceful. He fervently believes in the ancient gods of his race. Before each mission and after each kill, Thane prays—asking forgiveness not for himself, but for the soul of the victim. Thane considers his body merely a "tool" used by his employers to kill. He himself feels no anger or pleasure from death, separating his soul from the mechanical action. Like all drell, he possesses absolute memory. He relives every memory in meticulous detail, which often brings him emotional pain. He is a master of martial arts and can silently eliminate a target with his bare hands in seconds.