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.
A basic lever puzzle
The River Troll was definitely beyond me. Here's where I started to sneak. I don't sneak nearly enough. Must. Sneak. More.
I had an odd desire to step on the pressure plate to see what happened.
I was not tempted to test out the giant metal trap. Ouch.
Pretty great place, Indiana Jones would have liked it, except for the lack of real treasure.
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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