I remember, back before mounts and pets just existed in a special book, that we actually had to carry them around in our bags. Many, many jokes about this were told. Jokes about how an entire horse took up as much bag space as a roll of bandages, a cherry pie, a dagger, or a greatsword. And even today the game is absolutely chock full of moments that, if you really think about them, confuse and bewilder. To this day, there are items like food and bandages that you simply can't use
unless you're of a certain power level - there are people out there making pies that simply cannot be eaten until you've killed enough things. Clothes you cannot wear, weapons you cannot use, even earrings and rings and necklaces that will laugh if you attempt to don them before you master a certain degree of power.
We accept this because we have been trained to do so - the game makes these assumptions and we go along with them. Why wouldn't we? We always have. We have always been at war with the other faction, we have always constantly discovered new foodstuffs, new pants and new earrings that can't be used until we grow sufficiently strong. Any doubts we have are suspended, because we trust the fictive element, or because we simply do not care about the inconsistencies.
But every so often I balk. Where do I even keep
all these mounts? How can I possibly be carrying over thirty weapons and piece of plate armor in my bags and not topple over? I have like ten greatswords and greataxes on me! So I ask you - what do you sometimes find yourself unable to believe?
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