yikes, logged in again into vivec NA to do some fighting, EP had a score of 181...DC had one outpost, AD had one town - pretty much everything else was red...
logged back out...
So, just like AD beating EP most of 2017 then? Back then we had no leaders, no groups, no organization.Ep winning this campaign doesn't really mean much because no one on ad has been on or running a group to defend or take stuff most the ad that are on are running solo or asking for a invite to groups and ain't getting a invite
That even makes it worse then i thought if ep doesn't have many of it's crowns on and the only ep i usually see is gooches group that tells me that ep is getting carried by gooch and his group i originally thought ep had it's crowns on running groups but if they aren't they are all just following gooches lead and taking an advantage of ad while we are weak lol
Talion the Mighty,
Please capture all three towns in Cyrodiil.
Sometimes I wish I had never my cured my vampirism so I could just disappear in a cloud of smoke whenever the Grand Warlord comes by. It's never, "Hey Talion, how are you?" Nope, it's always "Talion capture this. Talion kill that." I'm a mer with feelings too, you know. I have goals and dreams. Would it kill her to at least fake an interest in me? "Why yes Grand Warlord, I am working towards purchasing that estate in Alinor. Once we win this war please stop by for some Russafeld wine."
Whatever, fine... let me talk with the scouts and get a look at the recent military positions. Well... perhaps her Grand Warlordness needs to read the status reports we spent all that time putting together for her. Apparently the only town we don't already own is Bruma. I took the fast travel to Ash and headed out from there. Let's hit the charging maneuver and head north!
Nothing like riding through Covenant territory alone and in light armor. I stayed out of the main highways between keeps and eventually made my way near the village. The Pact had control of Bruma for the moment but since they were busy running amok at Black Boot and Bloodmayne, maybe no one will be there. I hit the flag by the anchor first. The anchor was already active so I figured I'd run into someone. As I approached I saw a Red sneak away into a nearby building. I figured he was questing so I didn't pursue. I wasn't there to kill reds, I was there to capture the town. I killed the guards, captured the flag, and kept my eye on the window of the building the Pact man went into. I next went to the flag with the siege merchant. (Did you know if you play your cards right you can capture the flag without having to deal with the guards near the merchant?) I was still on alert for the red guy hiding nearby. I saw that the first flag I captured was still AD so I moved onto the last empty flag. I spent a lot of time watching out for the EP horde to arrive or at least for the Pact guy to get the drop on me. I was sweating it being so close to capturing the third and final flag. I was constantly looking over my shoulder, blocking, and being tense. I suppose you could say I had Pact man fever.
Once the deed was done and the town was back in Dominion hands, I left and headed south towards Aleswell. The goal being to get to Ash (which was in AD hands). Along the way I captured the Aleswell farm since I was there scouting it anyway. Still no one came. I guess the word was out, Talion the Mighty was rampaging in the north, everyone head south. I doubt that's the case but that's what is going in my report to the Grand Warlord. Maybe Ayrenn will hear about my deeds and I'll finally get a date with her. Maybe it will go well and we'll head to my place at Ravenhurst Manor. "Hey your majesty, if you like my lightning ballista in the backyard, you'll love my twin size bed!" But I digress...
So far I'm 1/3 of the way through my mission. I'll write more on the next two towns later. I've got to help kick these reds out of our castles.
August Palatine II Talion the Mighty
Part II - Cropsford
Having already captured Bruma, I only had two more towns left. Next on the list was Cropsford. This town has been controlled by the Ebonheart Pact for quite some time. Pact activity has recently been higher than normal so this could be tricky. Current map position, we had Alessia but it was under attack. Drakelowe was being attacked too. Sejanus was currently occupied by Reds. So yeah, Pact activity was high.
I headed east from Faregyl and took the middle bridge towards Cropsford. Those poor villagers have labored under the Pact whip for long enough. It's time they labored under our whip! With Drakelowe being taken while I was on my way, the situation at Cropsford was going to be a bit more tricky. As I approached, I headed towards the unguarded flag first. There's a goblin nearby so I had to avoid him too. As I watched from the nearby shack, soon enough the Pact horde showed up on their way to the west. I sent a message to our people that our home castles would soon be under attack and I waited for the Pact army to move out. If they do attack Faregyl, this is one of the main reinforcement areas for the reds. Capturing this village would be a strategic advantage for our forces in the south. As I watched the slowest Pact rider in history make his way over the horizon, it was time to strike. I went to the flag and started tearing down the Pact banner and replacing it with the superior Altmer... I mean Dominion, banner. Soon enough the town rebelled against Pact rule and was no longer a place for their forces to respawn. There was still work to do though.
I looked to the nearby merchant flag and noticed it was also being turned towards the AD. Ah, a fellow soldier! I went to check on him and it's a good thing I showed up. This fellow was being pressed hard by a beastly lizardman. I turned the lights off on him with Total Dark followed quickly by a blast from my lightning staff to stun him. I threw out a quick heal for my Dominion ally and the two of us made short work of the swamp walker. As his guts spilled to the ground, the stench was overpowering. And I thought they smelled bad on the outside! Two flags down.
The two of us moved onto the final flag. Several AOE's plus some spear work and the Pact lackeys were taken care of. This is where it gets dangerous as the alarm has gone out to the Pact that their village was under attack and their "soldiers" were being killed by the mighty Dominion duo at Cropsford. The last flag was replaced and the town was placed under the yoke of Aldmeri rule... I mean the town was liberated for the Dominion.
I mounted up and took off before the red army could arrive in force.
The door to the Victory Tavern swings wide and a familiar mer strides in. "Give me an Orzorga's Red Frothgar, Hilan. I'm taking a break from that Witchmother's Potent Brew. It is doing a number on my insides," says Talion the Mighty, Star-Made Knight.
"Talion, good to see you!" replies Hilan, "I don't know how you can drink that orc crap but here's a cold one for you."
"Hey Talion," yells Rolion, "You drinkin' orc drinks and you own a home in Rivenspire. You sure you're on our side?"
"Good stuff Rolly, you live in a tree. Are you sure you aren't a spriggan?" laughs Talion.
The khajiit near the back yells out, "Sebazi wants to know if you have taken care of our Black Dagger problems?"
"This one has not." says Talion, "I have bigger fish to fry."
"So," says Taari, "how goes the battlefront? What has our favorite Palatine been up to out there?"
"Give us a tale!" shouts Rolion
"How is the food at Alessia?" asks Hilan.
"Were you there when the three Elder Scrolls were taken?" yells Taari.
"Whoa whoa, one at a time. I haven't put together my formal report for Sorcolin yet. However, I do have one for you, this happened earlier today in fact. And yes, Taari, I was there when the three scrolls were taken. We managed to get two back already if I'm not mistaken. I was at Nikel taking care of some business on the Covenant front lines when word reached me that the scrolls were being taken and were close to Sejanus. I quickly ported over and mounted Boo, my fiery nightmare senche..."
"You left her outside right? This entire place is made of wood." interrupted Hilan.
"Yes, Hilan. Anyway... where was I?"
"The scrolls?" chimed in Taari, helpfully.
"Right, so I'm dashing across the landscape heading straight for two of our scrolls. There are Pact soldiers everywhere. I'm not kidding, there must have been a hundred of them. I'm seeing scattered battles between our brave Dominion forces and the bandits of the Pact. I'm not stopping though. Eyes on the prize and all that. The Pact was so busy fleeing there wasn't much opposition to me riding right into the middle of the army. Which, now that I look back on it was either extremely brave or foolish. Let's go with brave, it sounds better. I BRAVELY rode into the milling throng of Pact forces with little resistance. That is, until I hear the "clank" of a blow against my armor. I shrug it off and keep moving forward. "Clank" there it is again. I kept riding until another clank brought the stamina of my mount close to zero. I look back and there is a Pact warrior who is shield charging into me over and over again. I was hesitant to dismount at first, as I said, there were at least one hundred of the Pact barbarians crawling all around our scrolls, and while I am good for two dozen or so, one hundred may be even more than I could take. There was something annoying about this fellow though, clanking away at me while I'm riding to get our scrolls back."
Talion pauses for a moment and puts some gold onto the bar, "Another Ozorga's please, Hilan."
"Aye, Walker, you know your money is no good here" says Hilan as he pocketed the gold anyway, in typical Khajiit fashion.
"So this guy keeps coming at me and he's forcing me to dismount right in the middle of the horde. Fine pal, let's do this. What do you have 591 champion points? That's cute. I feared being swarmed but this guy had to be dealt with. I dropped off the side of the senche and drew my swords. I called upon the gods to blast him with a pillar of purifying light and quickly followed by encasing him in a sphere of total darkness..."
"The old ying-yang, light and dark, eh Talion?" interjects Rolion.
"Just so. This guy, he's lit up AND in the dark and I don't think he's ever encountered this before as he proceeded to beat the hell out of himself. A toppling charge from me with a flurry of stabs from my aedric spear and this guy is swaying on his feet. I figured it was time to end this and I finished him off with a huge blow from both my swords, rending this guy into several meaty pieces. Phew, and I thought these Nords smelled bad on the outside! Down he went, quick as you please. Now I was on foot in the middle of the Pact swarm and the fury of battle came over me. I received word from a fellow guild member (who had the bad taste to be fighting for the EP) that I had managed to take him down too. (Jdj - I'm sorry about that. You are a good dude... even if you were EP). My attacks and those of my fellow Dominion soldiers served their purpose though and the Pact race toward their home keeps was delayed long enough for at least two of the scrolls to return home. I returned as well, shortly afterwards. Battered a bit, but victorious."
To Grand Warlord Sorcolin
Re: Nikel Outpost
The air was frosty that morning. The water vapor in our breath hung in front of our faces on every exhale. Well, every face except for a nearby stam DK, he had some kind of poisonous gas floating through his beard. It was either residue from a previous Noxious Breath or some kind of ale and fishy sticks combination. It looked bad and smelled even worse. Dentistry in Tamriel leaves a lot to be desired.
It was quiet right now. So quiet you could hear people tighten their grip on their swords. Scouts had reported earlier that a large Covenant force was moving in towards Nikel and we were ready. As ready as we could be anyway, after our failed push on Fort Ash. The silence was broken by a nearby honor guard, "Naemon should have had the throne!" Remind me after this is over to have the Queen's Eyes look into that guy's ties to the Veil.
Earlier there were reports of skirmishes with a band of Pact soldiers nearby luring our troops away from the Outpost, only to be jumped and murdered by several more bandits hiding nearby. Have these guys no honor? Boom! Boom-boom-boom! The Covenant forces have arrived and rather than knocking down the door they are hitting the north wall. I throw up some anti-siege lightning ballista, that'll slow down the guy trying to run three ballistas on his own. The force is smaller than General Madden's armies but initial reports have described this band, led by General @Stoney_McGeee , to be efficient, bloodthirsty, and organized. If they break in, we could be in some trouble. I'm targeting their siege rather than the players to try to prevent that wall from falling. I feel a lot better with a wall between them and I. A small band of AD soldiers engaged the enemy outside but they looked to be in trouble. Suddenly the band of Pact marauders from earlier slammed into the rear flank of the Covenant forces and chaos ensued. We had a three-way battle on our hands!
Suddenly, I recalled my masonry roots and went to patch up the wall while there was a gap between ballista shots. It was at around 30% and I and a few others managed to get it back to 60% before the siege resumed. It was only a stray shot though, and between our forces and the Pact band, the DC group was routed. Quickly we patched up the wall and went out the side door. By this point a larger Dominion force had arrived and it was mostly mop up duty. Beam! Another beam, and the last of the enemy are gone. We survived this one but I don't think we can count on the Pact bailing us out again. We need to get organized or General Stoney is going to have our forces for breakfast.
For now though, the calm resettled over everything. Our breath steamed the air, and the Dominion had a victory. A small one, but a victory none-the-less.
Talion the Mighty - High Elf, Vampire, Templar, all around good guy ventured again into Cyrodiil on Sunday afternoon. First things first, I had to get to Ash and retake the mine that had fallen into Covenant Hands, probably dirty Covenant hands, you can't trust a Breton to clean himself and the orcs... the smell! It's all a Mer can take recapturing a resource after those filthy buggers stank up the joint. Anyway, I'm there slaughtering away and knocking the rust off my armor. Things are going pretty well, the guards are melting before my spears of light as expected.
What was unexpected was the appearance of a Covenant rogue, hiding in the shadows and leaping to attack. All was again going well, the battle was evenly matched in my favor when I caught sight of the name. I won't say it here... but it was a famous healer from the AD. I couldn't believe it! A loyal subject of the Queen, fighting for the Covenant? I put down my arms, I could not fight this person. How many times had I fought beside them on the fields outside Nikel outpost or atop the towers of Castle Alessia? Images passed through my mind of cutting a path through enemy armies with them healing and dealing nearby. The pause didn't last long though as another sneaky Covenant "soldier" jumped from the shadows and attacked. Even then I couldn't fight back. Seeing that AD no longer in the fabulous Gold of the Dominion was the killing blow before the killing blow.
So I rezzed up and rode out to the north. Perhaps I could find answers in the snowy mountains to the north. I headed out of Ash on my blue Senche mounty by leaping off the backwall (with a 360 thrown in on the way down) and raced away. By now the rust was gone and I went towards Aleswell and tested out my mettle by taking the lumber mill there and fulfilled my resource capture mission. The general will be pleased about this. Rather than ride all the way back I'll just continue further into enemy territory until I'm killed. Bruma looms on the horizon and it looks like it's garrisoned with covenant troops. Perfect.
I rode in through the west gate towards the guarded flag with the merchant and laid into the guards before I even noticed a DC skeleton apparently buying from the merchant. He and all of his level 17 might turned on me and quickly melted into the ground with a 73k Soul Assault to the face. I didn't see his friend nearby but he was level 18 and hit me with some crystal shards in the side of the head. Hey now, that kind of stung. Stun, charge, spear spear spear, face beam! Dead. Now I can finish killing this guard that's been haplessly battering me from the rear this whole time. I've just about completed the capture when level 17 came flying at me with all the muscle his skeleton had. So I smashed him down again. Sorry that I may have got in the way of his questing, I did the honor emote of his fallen body. Don't worry little DC skelly, I'll be on my way again soon. I finish up the flag capture and move to the dolmen flag. I'm cutting through those guards when I catch another shard to the side of the head. Level 18 is back and 17 as well! I'm leaping around stunning and gap closing, melting the 18 with the soul assault again, chugging a quick potion to get some magic back before finishing off the 17 again. It took me back to my lower levels when I would get wrecked by VR16's. Or to my current level when I run into the good players and get wrecked. I felt a little bad for those guys. Just a little though. I finished securing the village without any further fights and logged off.
It was good to be back.
Thought I would describe my daily eso experience NZ time around 8pm
-log on after a day at work, dinner and clean up for some r and r
-play a half hour of laggy pvp
-map gets ruined by a faction (currently ep)
-change characters to do some dailies or something
-get booted to screen with message telling me I should check my internet connection
-not reccomend game to anyone
I’ve been living in Cyrodil for a few days now. This place is seriously addictive. Get on sometime in the afternoon; next thing I know it’s 1:30 am.
Been getting into some good groups. The other night we defended our scrolls for a few hours solid. The Pact has been relentless. Every battle feels so close like it could go either way at the drop of a hat.
Then I come back on and we lost them. There’s so many freaking red on. It’s crazy. We’re so helplessly outnumbered. Why don’t this filthy yellows try and get theirs back while red is focusing on us so hard. What are they doing? How in the world is yellow and blue gated at the same time.
They’re scared. Apparently so are we. No one will make a move on red. There’s too many.
I’m not a big fan of defending anything, but this group I was in was adamant about defending those scrolls. They’re pretty important.
Well anyways in other things PvP, I’m getting better. Had a guy whisper me how my build is such trash. I agreed and we talked about it. I fought this guy for ten minutes straight. Couldn’t kill him, he couldn’t kill me. Basically we had the exact same build. To me though...being in the fight without dying super quick. I think it’s solid. Just got to line up a good burst. Not sure I really want to change anything.
7’th Legion Bone Pirate Troll King. Masters Bow. The trick is lingering health pots. I’ve no problem sharing.
I can still smash potatoes and PvE builds, just other PvP ers not so much.
The only reason why Ep has so many people right now is because we are winning campaign it’s usually Ad who outnumbers. Dc needs help a good chunk of The leadership is gone in Dc
The only reason why Ep has so many people right now is because we are winning campaign it’s usually Ad who outnumbers. Dc needs help a good chunk of The leadership is gone in Dc
I've only been playing since July but from what I've observed with AD, they have a day crew no one can compete with. If they're not on or playing the campaign, there's a pretty solid chance EP will win otherwise its a loop, EP wins the night, AD wins the morning, EP spends all afternoon getting scrolls back, repeat.