An easy-going mission (or at least so it seemed...)

I had recently joined the Knights of the Dragon, and I wanted to impress the masters of the Guild with my weapon prowess and my trustworthiness, so, when they asked me to kill an orc leader in a castle nearby, I quickly accepted the mission, knowing a poor orc sargeant would not be a match for a skilled swordsman.

In a few hours I reached the fortress where he was hiding: it was nothing more than a tower form the outside, and form the inside I noticed it was like other dungeons I had visited before: polished stone corridors with many cross-intersections and slides spiralling up and down. Having previously been in such kind of dungeons, I directly went in the room where I was most likely to find the orc sargeant..

There he was, waiting for my blade. With two slashes of my trustworthy Dai-Katana I killed the poor thing, then I began to explore the rest of the dungeon (it comes out to be quite profitable... most of the times, at least!), counting on the fact I had already disposed of all the monster I had found in my way to the orc room. As strange as it can sound, I found the rooms I explored before full of other monsters and treasures, but I didn't think about it very much (more monsters = more fun, treasure and experience).

* Writer's Note = in a game full of bugs like Daggerfall things like that are quite normal *

Only when I was going down the last slide to reach the ground floor - the level where I entered the dungeon - I heard that noise, an eerie voice coming directly from the Oblivion itself crying something I could not understand very well, but whose sound chilled me to my very bones.

Then I saw it ; it had an aura of raw power all around itself; its eyes were gleaming with a sick light of an indefinite color between blue and green, and the rest of his face was hidden (fortunately, I say) by a purple hood. Quickly I realized what I had in front of me, something I read about only in the rarest tomes and I didn't believe to exist up to that moment: a dreadful ANCIENT VAMPIRE.

But there it was! And it was advancing towards me!!! My instincts took control and I fled like a bat out of hell without turning back until I reached once again the room with the orc sargeant corpse. Fortunately I was safe in there: the undead had given up the chase... I took a moment to think about how a thing like this could happen, then I realized it: the tower was DOUBLE: going down, I turned left instead of turning right (or vice versa, I don't remember) and I found myself in the OTHER tower, similar in every single detail to the first one... with the one little exception of that Vampire Ancient. Cursing myself and whoever could have built a puzzling place like that, I used my recall spell and teleported back to the Knights Guild.