» Tue Sep 07, 2010 9:32 pm
My argonian wizard raided a power-mad wizard's labyrinth for the Mages Guild. From the entrance, the hall went two ways...I tried one way first. Spent a couple days in game time exploring the dungeon, battling the wizard's undead creations and even hostile burglars intent on stealing the mage's loot before I did, exploring flooded passageways filled with dreugh and slaughterfish. I collected massive amounts of loot, including lots of rare alchemical ingredients. But the wizard was nowhere to be found. Almost frantic, I raced back through the labyrinth, trying to find the way out again. To Oblivion with that wizard and my reward! I just wanted out. But when I found the entrance again, the as-yet unexplored other side of the passage yawned at me black and cold. Cautiously I crept along, bludgeoning lesser creatures with my staff to conserve magicka. It got darker, so I cast a spell of light, which revealed around the next corner three warriors, the wizard's strongest henchmen. I destroyed them all with a few well-placed fireballs and strikes of my staff. Opening the door they guarded, I came face to face with the mad sorceress herself, surrounded by several newly-created skeletal guardians. I quickly cast invisibility on myself and slipped past them to give myself some breathing room. I incinerated her guardians with a powerful fire spell, at which moment she incanted a spell of paralyzation on me; but my natural affinity for absorbing energy in darkness merely added her wasted power to my own. I cast upon her a charm of silence, rendering her arcane skills useless. But she wasted no time--taking up her staff, she lunged at me with the quickness of a striking snake. Before I knew what happened, she had me beaten and bloody with several vicious strikes. I thanked Akatosh for my extra time spent learning the martial arts as a youngster, bringing up my own staff to meet hers. We dueled for a while, each getting in several strikes on the other. As I stood panting and bleeding, a smile crept over her face--this would be over soon. But she forgot that I was not silenced. I muttered an incantation which knit my broken flesh back together and restored vitality to my muscles. Her eyes wide with horror, I used the last of my magic to place on her a paralyzing spell, which worked quite nicely. With her frozen in time for only a moment, I quickly brought up my staff and stoved her head in. I rested there in her study, gathering my strength for the return journey to Daggerfall. After taking her most valuable alchemy ingredients, I left the dungeon and went back to the Guild to report my success. For all my trouble, I received a great reward--a formal cloak imbued with the capability of reflecting spells. For the rest of the night I celebrated at the local tavern, and got a good night's sleep, despite Lysandus' tormented ghost haunting near my window.