Isn't it all hand waved away with some Hist malarkey or something? You'd probably know more than me about that Epona.
Anyway, I have had the most AMAZING time in Cyrodiil with my guild tonight. I went in at level 14 and left at level 16, and got 4 skill points along the way.
At first we were defending our keep, then taking back some resources. Then we decided to go off as a group of about 20 and do a bit of stealth recon and ganking their people as they came over the bridge to resupply their own forces at the siege. It was such fun, coordinating where we would go, where best to camp, spotting outliers or smaller groups. We even managed to see off a few larger groups as well.
Then our fortunes changed. We spent ages getting to a particular bridge where we knew they were passing. We stealthed, and snuck round to their side of it, and hung around for a bit. We saw a small group of maybe 6 of them on the bridge heading in our general direction, so we thought fuck it, let's go for it. So we attacked - and by rights victory was ours for the taking, but about 40 of their players unstealthed from fucking nowhere and massacred us. It was brilliant
After a while, we decided to head off deeeeeeep into DC territory, way up north in the snow, and go skyshard hunting and dungeon delving. We met the odd few EP and DC players while we were there, but we were legion - and of course highly skilled and amazeballs
- so we always saw them off. We did a few random quests we found here and there, but then our leader and almost everyone else died, and no one had any soul gems so they decided to res back in our territory and regroup, maybe go back off into EP territory this time and do more exploring. Well, I hadn't died, and you can't teleport while in Cyrodiil without a transitus or a wayshrine, so I hung around and finished up the few quests I had there. There was still another person from our group there, at first. They eventually disappeared, so I was left alone.
I ended up in a church, talking to an npc, and out of nowhere an EP player attacked me from behind. He was 5 levels above me, and got the jump on me, but gosh darnit if I didn't go and kill him
I decided that my only option was to make it back to friendly territory alone, so I stealthed and crouched my way back. I had a couple of missions in DC territory from ages ago, so I set my map marker and off I headed. Every once in a while I'd notice a red bar nearby, but I was stealthed, and they didn't see me.
Until, that is, I practically landed on top of a stealthed DC player. They were level 30, I was level 15... my chances were... limited at best. We started fighting. Oh god did we start fighting. It felt like it went on for so long. My health would go down, but so would theirs. I kept spamming swallow soul as often as I could to try and keep my own health up, but in the heat of battle I often forget what skills I have
I was hitting venom shot, cripple, swallow soul, and a ton of light bow attacks. We danced and danced around each other for an eternity. And I won. I WON. I have never been so proud of myself in a game. It was such a rush. I wish I could have communicated with them to say thank you for the awesome fight. I forgot to make a note of their name
I took my inflated ego and stealthed my way to a scouting mission I had at a DC farm, and then went on to a priory where I had to turn in something or another that I'd found a million miles away a few days ago. Where I picked up another few quests but it was getting late and I didn't want to have to double back on myself and go further north again, so I continued stealthing my way back to Brindle (under our control at the time). From there, I transitussed (totes a word) to nearer the rest of the group, and went to join them in another dungeon. After about 20 minutes of fun, and one more skyshard, I stumbled head first into a stealthed VR player and died. No one had any soul gems so I rezzed back at the wayshrine and went back to Auridon.
You know, until ESO I'd never PvP'd, and while I was curious about it I was also very wary, because I was unsure of my skill, unsure of what would be expected of me, and certain that I'd be rubbish at it. So I filed it away as one of those things that I'd probably never do. And now, here I am, having the time of my life in there, feeling greater confidence in knowing that I can help take down people, I can help defend a keep, I can pick off enemies from the ramparts, I can kill someone all on my own, I can be an asset, I can have fun... I love it.
I made myself a coffee at 6pm, right before I settled down to head into Cyrodiil. I looked across at my mug at 11.30pm and realised I'd forgotten all about it because I'd been so absorbed. Unhealthy, no doubt, to get caught up in something for that length of time, but I wouldn't trade that experience