Maybe some people still remember the bloodpuddles on the floor, the iron-maidens, chains and stuff, heads on poles, piles of decapitated bodies, that used to rust and rot deep in the dungeons of Daggerfall. Not to mention the naked maiden, being tortured in the dungeons as well as dancing in tempels and taverns.
After a short, morbid Doom3 trip around Xmas I'm getting nostalgic...
