I just assumed this was how Italians did capital punishment.

Making Sheogorath proud.

I wonder what the protocol is for the cheese. Like, how much do you salvage? You'll obviously want to save as much as possible without grossing out customers. Maybe you let the family eat the cheese most responsible for the death, as a kind of scapecheese? Or you do a reverse firing squad kind of deal where the cheeses are cleaned and randomized to share the blame.

He should have just kept opening his inventory to eat them as the fell. What a noob.

He knew the risks.

Dovahkin, on a nearby mountain top: "Uh oh! Overencumbered. Hmmm.... I don't think I need all these wheels of cheese now that I have 30 million health potions. Off you go!"

Meanwhile

Italian man: "I sure hope I don't get crushed under the weight of thousands of falling cheese wheels, today."

As much as this is tragic, I can't help but think about that episode of TNG when Worf got hit by a falling barrel and nearly died.

https://media.tenor.com/XbPBguZizYkAAAAd/worf-the-next-generation.gif

What a cheesy way to die.

I can't even imagine what your last sight would be like

Mama mia.

"Do you think they got a new shipment of cheese wheels in the corner market today?"

"Look. This is every cheese wheel in the game."

"Townton is so beautiful this time of day."

insane laugh

/haver

The fate of one of the many unnamed NPC residents of Townton