For years after your mother's death, which made you a SEMI ORPHAN, you've had to deal with an absent father. He's gone on adventures, and 'consulting gigs' for as long as you can remember, leaving you in the SOMEWHAT CAPABLE hands of ROXY LALONDE, your BABYSITTER.

You'd started to grow to resent his absences. But now... you're finally starting to get answers.

General West couldn't stop you now, not even if he shot you in the heart.

You tighten your grip on your BLUNDERBUSS and step into the STARGATE.

What feels both like an eternity, but also a single second later, you're stumbling forwards into the darkened, cavernous room that the PROBE and the CART had been sent into before your arrival. You feel disoriented, and cold. Gosh Darn it to Heck is it COLD.