hi I’m from your pseudo-medieval fantasy city. yeah. you forgot to put farms around us. we have very impressive walls and stuff but everyone here is starving. the hero showed up here as part of his quest and we killed and ate him
yeah umm actually everyone kinda lives, inside.. the walls yeah. no yeah theres not any surrounding farming communities or villages to levy taxes from so we’re pretty much just in a stone pit all together. Theres a massive stone castle tho! where did the infrastructure for the stone quarring come from? I dont know… Evil wizard maybe?
If you actually want to know how medieval (and overall pre-industrial) cities interacted with its rural enviroment, check out these articles:
Long story short, cities weren’t islands in the middle of nowhere. If you’re a generic fantasy character approaching a city, you wouldn’t find a lonely Shining City Upon A Hill (hmm, interesting imagery there, wonder what it means…), but actually a highly populated area of farms, orchards and all that feeds and maintains a city.
Ya, hey, hi. We are from the fantasy pit and just wanted to tell you that magic doesn’t actually exist. Ya, nether do wizards. It seems like your not even writing a factual accounting of history but rather fiction or something.
blocking this idiot but by god you people are fucking annoying. we can’t say anything about fiction ever because it’s not real. anyway here’s my fantasy story where you piss your pants and fall off a cliff and die. badly
