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I have a few OCDish traits which make it hard for me not to literally clear my ingame spaces of things like that and in addition, buckets, wastebaskets, kettles and other sundry things that make no sense.
"My, My, thats a neat humanoid skull, where ever did you get it."
In fact in game I just removed a harvest's worth of fruits and other food items from the Master Bedroom. Cabbages, just piled up in a square open box thing. Right next to the Master Bed. Not in the Cooking area, not in the Storage area, Not on the Eating Tables. Right next to the bed.
Stuff like that boggles my mind.
salmonella is going to kill ulfric before the thalmor or empire do
Svana in Haelga's bunkhouse is one of my favourite characters, do her quest and she swaps between nice greetings and dismissive remarks almost instantly, ♥♥♥♥♥ is bi-polar for sure.
Only two I know that aren't.
One is milk, and we all know how Nords feel about that, and the second is Skooma, which is worse than alcohol.
Bedside cabbage...intimacy pillow/wedge.
Raw meat on the table...they cut it up and cook it with candles piece by piece due to their rampant paranoia.
Water wasn't drinkable, and boiling it only worked for a brief period, while brewing into alcohol limited Bacteria and the like... keeping it drinkable for longer, usually not strong beer except for feast days.
Obviously they didn't read the Terry Pratchett book Feet of Clay, or they wouldn't trust the candles....
No, it's actually raw elven flesh. Every true nord's favorite meal.
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