Couldn’t wait. I took my level 12 Argonian to Murkmire via the Caravan in Davon’s watch. It is a gorgeous environment. The bugs, though. Like giant mosquitos that split into a swarm of new mosquitos. Crocodiles. River trolls.
I love the Argonians. They’re gorgeous. I want my character to look like these.
Right off upon arrival, you get drawn into going on an expedition with a group of npcs, which I thought was a fun idea. They were of course useless in fights.
We’re off to a xanmeer, which seems a bit like your own personal dungeon, only there aren’t any treasures to be had, not even much in the way of urns or barrels to loot.
The River Troll was definitely beyond me. Here’s where I started to sneak. I don’t sneak nearly enough. Must. Sneak. More.
I can’t believe I didn’t take a shot of the Ixtaxh Something-Or-Other, Giant Green and Gelatinous. Sheesh. You’ve got to lure him onto fire traps without getting burned yourself, while dodging him and mini-hims he tosses at you.
I’m currently helping some nice colorful Argonians with a bit of egg trouble.
As part of that I’ve entered the Blight Bog Sump. Things were going pretty well till I hit a boss guy. That was a quick death. Don’t you love how they show you boom boom boom how you got killed.
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