Max nods in understanding then start to examine the area he has found

Sarah was following up behind the pair and asked quietly... (She'd winced when Michael had sneezed - and not just because of the surprise aspect.  She had to wonder won't the noise itself might do to the ice!)  "Maybe repairs?"   She hadn't yet noticed or thought of anything useful with to the situation at hand.

"You're right Sarah, it could be reparation. Or the mark of a fight. We can't be sure until we find someone to give us an explanation." he answered using the same quietly tone that Sarah used.

Michael then stopped talking a moment, looking around him. "But this structure seems to be desert. If we did not saw the smoke, we could have think that this place is abandoned. Where are the people ? We are missing a celebration ?"

 Fox answers softly
"No sir a way in, the structure as far as I can see is design to funnel the cold and wind away from the living area"

Does Fox find any thing with his searching

((Should have thrown some yaks at you to keep you busy... just trying to get the new folks advanced far enough to meet up with you...))


The passages twist back upon themselves in a kind of zigzag pattern--baffles to keep the wind from penetrating too deep into the structure. They are not geometrically even in thickness, and though it looks rather random and haphazard at first glance, there seems to be a method to the madness.

There are intersections, where a side passage cuts back in the same direction but the main one continues on straight, sometimes to zigzag once or twice before dead-ending.

The marks Travis noticed were only at intersections. They are clearly man-made and intentionally cut into the ice, and even show directionality, meaning whoever made them intended on using them to find his or her way back.

As the group comes to the third such intersection, they can hear a noise... a kind of low rumble is what it sounds like at first. It seems to be echoing throughout the ice castle, but it can't be determined exactly where it's coming from.

Sarah follows along and eventually pipes up, "I'm not woodsman but... those marks seem to be someone's attempt at navigating this maze.  Think we should follow them?"

When the rumble comes though, she steadies herself with an hand on the wall and looks to the others to see what they intend doing.

[Sarah Morgan rolled 17 using 1d20+2 ((15))]

fOX
It is as good as any route, Commander Opinion"

The low, 'distant' rumbling suddenly gets louder, probably indicating it is getting closer. As it does so, it resolves itself into voices... shouting... and footsteps... the thumping of feet running.

The team is just at an 'H' intersection when a woman and a man come running into view around a corner from down on the right. As they round that corner, a harpoon flies past them to hit the wall just behind them.

They get about half way down the hall before they realize that SG-X2 is there.

The man is carrying a staff weapon.

The noise seems to be coming from behind them, but it also seems to be coming from the left-hand hallway.

Then, just as suddenly, a strange creature staggers around the corner down on the left. It's a large shaggy white-furred humanoid with a bull-like head and long horns. It, too, makes it halfway down that hallway before it seems to notice the SG team, but it doesn't stop.

It bellows out what is probably a language, which is echoed by the 'horde' of people with harpoons that round the corner obviously in threatening pursuit.
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When the woman and what looked Like a Jaffa first appeared, Michael was surprised and he raised his weapon.
He had not the time to ask them who they were that a beast appeared from the other hallway, soon followed by a mob of angry people.

He shouted : "WOW ! WOW ! WOW ! What's happening here ?" It was almost sure that nobody would understand gum but it was the first reaction he could have after this event.

Automatically Fox gives the correct response in the same language, "the War trail is yours Brother". "I what kind should our aid be"?
"Commander the creature just asked for aid in Apache,"
"Exact wording aid me or get out of the way"

((Since I don't speak Apache, I have no idea how it would actually translate. He probably said something like 'Lend me your warrior's heart or let the wind carry your steps away from me'. Or it might have been: 'buzz off!' He also isn't speak pure Apache, but it is definitely related to it.

In general, no language checks are needed unless complex ideas, technical terms or big words are used.))

"This beast is one of your brother Fox ?" asked Michael with a grin.
"Try to ask him why he is chased." added the Major before turning in the direction of Sarah. "Sarah, do you understand something of this language is new to you ? I would really like if they could calm down a bit."

When they arrived at the H intersection, Álfríðr's first reaction was to ironically thank the Jaffa : "Oh. Thanks for this help. Now, we are encircled."

There was four ways in this intersection and only one was free. But instead of running in this direction, Álfríðr started to slip discreetly behind SG-X2, taking advantage of their discussion as they were busy enough to not notice her.
Even if she did not know them, they didn't looked aggressive and they seemed to have powerful weapons. They could be a great shield if the beast or the natives decided to attack her.

She was mistrustful toward SG-X2 because she was unable to understand them. But as they really seemed to be the more powerful, it was worth the risk to try to hide behind them.

Monster?  Fur?  What on earth?  The hulking lumbered on but the people behind seemed set on taking it down!  And what of the two humanoid figures up ahead?  Sarah couldn't make heads of tails of the events but could at least give her team a bit more information.  "I don't know why but the main group is trying to kill the horned one for his furs!  Travis is saying that he's asking for help.  They're speaking different languages.  Maybe we can facilitate things if we can calm things down.   And first things first, maybe we need to stop the first two?"  She draws her Zat gun... (hey, its safer than a P90!) and gestures towards the initial pair - specifically the one with staff weapon - and orders if loud, crowd carrying, Gua'uld  (that only lacked the reverb), "Jaffa Olvy Sac!" (Halt!)

 Fox smiles slightly
  "Brother in language would be the best way of putting it commander"

The horde of 'angry villagers' does not seem like they are inclined to have a pow-wow. Besides harpoons, they are also wield knives. And they are not stopping!

Harpoons fly at the shaggy creature and miss, and harpoons fly at the Jaffa and woman and miss.

Neither the shaggy creature nor the Jaffa and the woman can stop advancing forward because if they do, the angry villagers will close the distance, currently at about 30 feet, and attack them.


Alfrior and Shor'zal are a bit surprised, if not yet relieved, that these new people speak Jaffa. No one else that Alfrior had met spoke any language other than the native one, whatever that was.


((Not sure I was conveying the scene well enough, so I made up a diagram and uploaded it into the Group 0 map.))
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Seeing the angry crowd coming closer, Michael took his P90 and fired some bullets in the air, hoping that the noise would stop, or at least calm the mod.

"Here you go Sarah. I hope you will not have to shout anymore." he added.

Did the captain actually ever listen to her?  If they'd shown their firepower against the first three it would have removed the reason for the chase and the other people would have listened.  As it was the noise might still have the same effect but then again, maybe not!  Kneeling, she took aim, hoping the Jaffa would do as bid and that Michael's reckless firing would have a positive effect.

The shaggy creature never slowed down at the sight of SG-X2, and even Michael's display of firepower at the ceiling did not seem to affect the beast. Within seconds, he'd overrun SG-X2's position.

Travis and Michael were grabbed gingerly by the creature and lifted aside down the unknown passage. It nimbly stepped around Sarah and continued running down the passageway from whence SG-X2 had come.

By now, the angry mob was in Michael's face. The first villager finally seems to register SG-X2's presence, particularly since the beast was blocking their view.

"Who you? Why you let minnator go? We take your fur instead!"

Although only Sarah understood all the words, there was one word that sounded familiar to everyone.

He barely gives Michael a chance to reply before he stabs at him with his harpoon.

It sort of registers with Michael now that his display of firepower meant nothing to these people. He's forgotten that most of the galaxy has never seen firearms. It was a technology never developed by the Goa'uld, and most definitely discouraged by them.


Alfrior and Shor'zal had pulled up short upon seeing SG-X2. Alfrior recognized the significance of their weapons even if she hadn't ever seen anything quite like that, especially after Michael displayed what his weapon could do.

The angry mob didn't care. In her brief stay here, she had seen that they had a small grasp of technology but only for what it could do, not for what it really was. They had a word that seemed to mean something like 'techno-magic'. But these weapons of the strangers were clearly beyond their immediate comprehension.

Alfrior had wanted to get behind these strangers, to let them deal with the angry mob, especially after one of the newcomers had used his weapon. Then the female had called out in Jaffa to halt. There was just no way to do so... until the creature created an opening. It would mean getting much too close to the other angry mob. Besides, the female of this new group was now pointing a zat at Shor'zal... and her.

They surged forward still. When they were within 5 feet, Shor'zal finally turned and fired his staff weapon at the ceiling above them. He had no great desire to kill them, other than that they were apparently trying to do the same to him. Quarters were too close for him to be effective with his staff, though, not without wholesale slaughter which could easily include him if they overran his position, which they were threatening to do.

The noise and explosion of the staff weapon's blast did get their attention, as did the shards of shattered ice that fell down upon them. The damage to the ceiling had not been great enough to collapse it or anything, nor was the falling ice much more than a nuisance. The effect, however, was to stop the angry mob.

Even the other half's attention was drawn to that noise, momentarily giving Michael a reprieve from being stabbed!

In reply to StarMaster (msg # 43):


 Travis and Michael were grabbed gingerly by the creature and lifted aside down the unknown passage. It nimbly stepped around Sarah and continued running down the passageway from whence SG-X2 had come.

Fox yells "Stop" in Apache, the uses his martial arts to break free

[Woooow horsey.  Before any staff weapons are fired or Michael is attacked, I've an aimed shot - Unless Zat's don't work here or he's immune....  Regardless, I intend firing the Zat and that should be show enough of 'force' for the people charging in to not attack Michael in the first place - at least, that's the plan.]

Sarah was getting more and more Nervous, especially with Michael attempt at showing force failing horribly.   She waited... and waited (and probably waited too long all things considered) before acting alone, her trigger finger prepared for the moment the Jaffa moved to aim his staff weapon....

[Single shot - Hitting on a 20 (Braced while kneeling, Aimed for several rounds, With an Action Die) for 14 damage.  Assuming it will do damage, you need to take a Fort save of 10+Damage-AbsorbedDamage or fall prone and unconscious for 27 rounds.

20:21, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 27 using 4d10. Unconscious.
20:17, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 14 using 3d6. Damage.
20:12, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 3 using 1d4. Explode.
20:12, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 4 using 1d4. Action Dice.
20:11, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 13 using 1d20+4. Single shot at the Jaffa.

Regardless of her success, she has little other choice other than to turn to the oncoming hoard and shout in their language - or what she knows as similar to their language - trying to shout louder than the noise they are making, "Stop!   I am here to resolve this dispute!"

[20:30, Today: Sarah Morgan rolled 17 using 1d20+10. Diplomatic Command.

Hopefully her show of force combined with speaking their language will draw them to a hold.  Who knows... she doesn't want to shoot too!]
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The Jaffa had halted, probably more from the unexpected appearance of the SG-X2 than because of Sarah's shouted instruction, but they happened at about the same time.

Events were happening faster than everyone expected. Sarah only had one round to aim, and when the Jaffa turned his back to her, he was able to fire the staff weapon upward before she could react and fire her zat at him.

But she fires back and the Jaffa falls to the floor.


It's unclear if Travis's martial arts effort is what freed him from the creature's brief grip or if the creature just let him go. It happend so quickly! However, it was clear that the creature had no intention of harming Travis or Michael.

The creature is half-way down the next hall before Travis's shout reaches him. He's so intent on escaping that he almost doesn't stop... but at the last second he realizes that Travis spoke his language!

He seems to speak back to Travis.



The angry mob is slightly stalled at the moment, bordering on confused. However, they are not calming down. There are still cries from within the mob.

Fox replies and translates

"I am Fox of the Apache nation, the language I speak is the language of my people.
"What we want of you is nothing, not your Fur or your life."
Please put my commander down, neither of us will hurt you". "As to the dwellers in the Ice we do not know them either, we are traveller from another place."

Faces the commander
Commander I suggest we with draw from this place  and talk with this being to find out what is going on.

When Álfríðr saw Shor'zal taking a Zat shot, she spite on the ground as a sign of contempt toward Sarah's action.

She started to speak in Jaffa.

She didn't move from her place, waiting to see what will happen to her.
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