[01.13]

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{Pathfinder Log: 24.12.164 PLF}

{Days Since Contact Lost: 42}

{Dimension: Asgard-Ascended Dimension, aboard Asgard starship}

I am sitting aboard a starship, probably being recorded, though one cannot say for sure. Well, I am being recorded, by my gear, but…

Yeah, I'm in my suit. Advanced small species have a starship, I am aboard that starship, and they can probably detect such things. Perhaps, perhaps not. As detailed in my previous report they are called the Asgard, and have stated their so-called Ascended beings, effectively somewhere between demigod and full deity levels with problematic opinions. Friendly they claim. Likely prone to fearful panic and overreaction to. Towards myself.

Hence why I am aboard this vessel and preparing to leave the dimension in the coming days, perhaps two to three weeks at most. There is no safety in remaining on my Home Base, and I have recovered everything of use that I had left there, which was little anyway. The Asgard claim that these Alterans, or Ancients, or whatever they wish to call themselves are unable to affect the Asgard's vessels, as well as it being impolite to even attempt such things. Hence why I am aboard this vessel, with these Asgard, and some of the local Tau'ri humans as well, and two worm-hosts calling themselves Tok'ra. Everyone wanting answers.

Rather than give them such I have engaged with the Asgard, through one named Thor, and another named Hermiod, as they are clearly the advanced species. Plus they are offering me guest rights and protection. It is only honourable that such a debt be paid, and, as they have proved honourable in not attempting to steal, I am proving information deemed acceptable from my medical database. They appear to have genetic difficulties, despite their advanced nature, and perhaps it is soul as well as genetic. Considering such ailments are known to the League – I am providing what information is in my Gauntlet-Comp. This is acceptable I believe under my Oath as a Pathfinder, and, well…they are open to trade should I return safely, making contact, and then arrange trade in years ahead.

Assuming I survive. And they fix their issues, though they seem to believe what I have given is going to help them avoid that fate. Yes, indeed, I have told them the truth of my situation. It is pointless to lie, as their technology level is far above my own, and they are granting me access to their data on quantum-dimension-pathways as they call it. They also recovered some dimension travelling device from the humans of Earth as well, having detected it, as they have concerns over such a thing. Instead overing them shielding devices for both protection against the worm-hosts, as well as to, ah, stop their former allies peeping. Clearly these ancients are cowardly pervert gods as the human O'Neill claimed. I tend to agree, though I disagree with his belief they are imposters too.

Clearly they have access to divine level powers, or the equivalent in this dimension. They are just…not to my tastes. Tarvek signing off.

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{Pathfinder Log: 26.12.164 PLF}

{Days Since Contact Lost: 44}

{Dimension: Asgard-Ascended Dimension, Asgard starship}

The Asgard, Hermiod, has convinced his war-leader Thor, to bring both their vessels to a special laboratory or some such to aid in dealing with my provided medical information. I have apologised to them that I cannot provided any samples of my blood and nanites, not freely, as I am Oath bound on such things, and my mind protected, suicidally, against providing. The work around is obvious though as I explained, as humans are intended users of many of those provided healing systems and materials, and therefore they just need to cooperate with the humans for clinical trials to achieve a medicus result they might desire. Which is, well, to apply such methods to restore their own cloning caused issues.

As a shaman I have offered my meagre opinion on the possible soul impact, though that can plane of existence dependent. But, mostly, the humans of this Earth I expect to be willing to aid their protector species, especially since they are being granted boons to defend themselves. It is a curious problem, and sadly beyond my level of understanding, and, equally sadly, I cannot truly contact my Patron God to engage His wisdom, or to engage these Asgard in link with him. My bond as shaman remains, but the distance is far too great for even whispers of holy word. But for what I have given, they give forth knowledge of a Chrono-device, the trade for knowledge of basic healing techniques with blessed and arcane means. Into my mind, beyond my reach, as this Time Dilation Device for my God rather than for the League. This is acceptable to me.

I would have expected they would have known such things, but, clearly these Ascended Ancients are not viewed as good teachers, in addition to other things. As in, it is very curious that these Asgard have not sought out the aid of their old friends, and when as asked….heh…well, I have such friends I would not perform a life threatening surgery on me. Good friends to drink with. To work with. Trust them not to fuck up something so serious despite wanting to help?

Hmm. Yes. One does understand such concerns.

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{Pathfinder Log: 29.12.164 PLF}

{Days Since Contact Lost: 47}

{Dimension: Asgard-Ascended Dimension, Asgard Base, Laboratory I believe}

Curious people these Asgard. Short stature, but their vessels and this base have such designs as suit a species of my own height and general body size. I am in full armour, and, unlike the taller human base, I move around this structure easily, just as I did their starship. That is very odd, is it not?

I don't know, it just seems a different design choice?

Like, they're gnome and goblin sized, who make small burrows for their own and dislike the larger facilities of the rest of us taller sorts. Strange. I might ask later.

Hmm, yes, later maybe. For now I should probably think upon what is being done, as I have spoken to the human females, or the two scholarly ones, Carter and Fraiser. The male, Jackson, avoids me, I believe he had higher opinions of these watcher deities, some sort of enlightenment theory, and his embarrassed or some such as the Asgard say he is recovered fully. The human's medicus, Fraiser, agrees, and perhaps my talks in two days hence on the nature of my Lord, and the nature of Gods and his portfolio over War, seem to have upset the scholar perhaps worthy of some pact.

Or it is magic. Captain Carter seems offended by my terminology at times, eager to debate. Or, well, argue me down perhaps?

She is clearly learned and more intelligent than I, despite her world's lacking knowledge. Though that has led to the occasional problem I believe with her of learning something, then accepting it as sole truth as her intellect is sufficient to argue itself into belief. Perhaps. She impresses, so perhaps the Asgard will take her as a student, though she is a soldier and would need permission from her lords I imagine?

Their medicus wants answers, but I directed her to the Asgard, as they are the ones seeking clone knowledge, and their aid. Just because others are less developed, does not mean they do not potentially have an answer, but I have sworn not to divulge more. Just as I have avoided detailing such to the bald worm-host, who the human side is Captain Carter's father, Sel'mak as they have not paid for it. The Asgard have repaired all my equipment, as well as supply a host of advanced parts to my specified requirements.

This is a huge boon, making up for some of losses so far. Oh, and gave them a portion of that crate of medical scanners. I'll use the rest for parts probably, roughly a third left. In time, this is actually a good situation to be in. Have the optical camouflage systems nearly fixed thanks to the Asgard supplied parts.

Hence why deals with them. It has proven somewhat helpful in giving myself data and system repairs to aid my return home. This should speed that return along greatly I expect.

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{Pathfinder Log: 30.12.164 PLF}

{Days Since Contact Lost: 48}

{Dimension: Asgard-Ascended Dimension, Asgard Base}

Have agreed to sell the medical scanners left to the humans of the Tau'ri and worm-parasite Tok'ra as the price for a number of their supplies and various 'zats' as the call the hand weapons. Plus more histories of these Gou'ald they fight. It's a minor price to pay. Knowledge of potential foes to bring back with me, and it is honourable as they have supplied me as promised till the chosen of strange watcher goddess had her turn up personally on his deathbed.

By my estimate it shall be another three weeks to finish analysis for these Asgard, and then to commit to dimensional tuning to a dimension of my choosing. I am confident that this will bring me close to a League aligned dimension, not to one of course, but to near a watchpost one perhaps?

That would take months, potentially years, off such a journey ideally. Regardless I am currently modifying my armour shields, improvements of the Asgard I am testing. It is very..

{Loud rumbling noise on audio}

Hmm?

{Loud rumbling noise on audio}

The hells?

ARMOUR OPEN!

{Sound of Armour in motion}

Disengage Log!

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