Day 790:
On my way to the mountain today I was attacked by a skeleton (normal) riding armor (normal) shooting arrows at me (normal) FROM THE BACK OF A SKELETON HORSE (NOT NORMAL).
And I’m pretty sure it’s the same skeleton horse that’s been saying hello to me in the morning!
I WAS FURIOUS. WHICH WAS CONFUSING.
It’s not like it was my horse. I’m not even a huge fan of horses, though as a kid I was because what kid wasn’t? Pony rides were exotic.
But that skeleton had no right to ride that horse!
Or did it? Maybe it brought the horse in the first place? Maybe mounted skeletons were a normal thing around here? I can’t even tell anymore.
Instead of rationally running away, I ran toward the mounted skeleton and hacked it to pieces with my sword. Got a good arrow wound to the shoulder for my efforts, but the horse — still wearing a saddle, I might add — ran off.
Made me consider whether this is where all the saddles in the river had come from. I do pull up bones almost as often as saddles when I fish.
ANYWAY. The horse escaped… and then later in the evening it came over to me to say hello.
It let me pet it. It let me mount it. It let me ride it.
It was a really weird end to the day.
I might grab some rope and see if I can capture it tomorrow. A nice horse is not something to turn my back on, especially if it can outpace exploding monsters.
