"Haha. Well, if this is the tipping point, just be aware that the event ends on Tuesday AM. IC will always be there, though. It may not be as crowded, but it's still pretty cool.
While I was sneaking around yesterday, I was hit by nostalgia from…"
"Blackwater Blade campaign is for characters who are less than level 50. My Nighblade is a "ninja in training" (as I like to call it) who is level 36. He's been in PvP ever since level 30. I just sneak around and gank people from…"
"It's actually quite the rush. Just sneak around as much as you can. Size up a Daedra before attacking - as you know, pointing your crosshairs at an enemy will reveal it's overall health. Use that (and the number of mobs) as a guide."
Had I to have known this would be the outcome when I embarked on this quest, I may well have stayed in bed this morning. All the clues pointed to a hot chick. Klaandi, in my head was a TES'd stripper name. The lingerie just reinforced that vision.
That moment when you get it all so wrong and the Dunmer from your dreams becomes a corpulent northerner with pubic hair for a beard.