Today in Oblivion, Pell's Gate became a ghost town...
Well, maybe I better back up a little, to where my Level 21 Dark Elf (Ronin) decides to take his new girlfriend (Katriana from HOD) along on an easy quest-- show her the sights around Imperial City, maybe show off a bit, that kind of thing. And even though he's got almost 300 hours ingame, Ronin's never done the Waterworks quest from Let the People Drink... So he takes a shortcut, and the two of them trot across the waterworks bridge to Drothan's house--such a lovely view at sunset--and that was where the trouble all started.
At first it wasn't so bad (although if you know what a Vatte-lys is, you know it was bad enough!) They're Vacuity's mean little wisp-like MMM pretties that you can't see till they suck the life out of you--and we met up with two of them on the wooden bridge outside the house ... followed by two Efrits and one Hill Giant, all in a row. Tough going for a bit, but so far, so good, right? Ha. After dusting himself off, Ronin steps through the door of Drothan's house... and comes face to face with two Lesser Balrogs. Inside. Beating the crap out of Drothan. I can only guess that they came up from the Amazon cave below.
Now I've taken on Lessers before with other characters of similar level--not saying it's not a fight, especially right up front with a sword, but they do go down. But having to take on two of them in such a small space doesn't usually bode well; and because of his birthsign, Ronin's got a serious frailty with regard to magick, and particularly fire. And so he did what any seasoned FCOM adventurer would do under those circumstances--he turned right around and got the hell outta Dodge. Of course, he was only trying to lure them away from Katriana...
With the two Balrogs breathing fire down his neck, he ran, mentally adding up how many souls he could count on for help... there's usually a Tamriel Traveler at the corner there, and always three or four folk standing around Pells Gate yakking ... and then there's that fort over there just crawling with bad guys--wonder if they might volunteer to provide a little cannon fodder...
Chaos did ensue, but in truth, the plan didn't work so well after that--mostly because unbeknownst to anyone, amongst the Black Bow bad guys was a Frans boss, and those dudes are like heat-seeking missiles ... they don't care about no stinkin' balrogs, they want your blood. And by that time Ronin had pretty much had enough of the running thing, had found out that Balrogs can see you even if you're invisible, and why the hell is there never a cop around when you need one, anyways? He took advantage of a split second when their attention was on somebody else, and tucked into the Inn to take a quick nip of Strong Healing Potion ... and to pull his trusty old Runeskull-enchanted katana of Corruption out of his backpack. Yep, the very same sword I made him put away--quite some time ago--when I thought it was making the game too easy. This time, I don't think he would've survived without it... because even after running over all those folks, there was barely a dent in those Balrogs ... and the Frans guy leading the pack was still looking pretty spry too. But now with his familiar quick, razor sharp sword, it was finally time for little Ronin to dance...
When the battle was finally ended, we'd lost one Traveller (yes, he dropped good loot!), and I've no idea where the rest of the bodies are. All I know is there's just a Nord guy left in Pell's Gate, standing around talking to himself and waving at passers-by...
Katriana--well, she wasn't all that impressed. Separate rooms at the inn.
But by the Gods, the people can now Drink!!
Pell's Gate
(And btw, I'm going to let him keep his sword...)
But they were Balrogs, Kat...