On Colors

Doesn't chartreuse sound like it should be some type of pink? Be honest.

Addendum

Or is the counterweight somewhere else, such as the caboose or the calves? I'm no Linnaeustician, but thinking about it logically, they probably produce gold internally that either rests in deposits or circulates constantly while the unicorn is alive. Now that we have the theory, empiricism informs us of our next step.

Anatomical Speculation

Unicorns are probably stupid, right? 'Cause they got all that weight in their noggin as a counterweight for the horn? Or maybe it's hyper-dense brain matter and unicorns are really smart. I doubt it though.

Addendum

Though if underground horrors keep popping out, the digging of holes might be highly regulated. Maybe people in that situation invent air golf.

Sporting Contorting

The problem with coming up with a fun fantasy equivalent of golf is that everybody would probably just invent golf. You hit a ball into a hole. Everybody has those.

A Lamentable Rejection

The officials presented their recommendation. While both plans for the new palace appeared to them both feasible and admirable, one far exceeded the other in excellence.
"Then we shall have the worse one."
The decision befuddled the officials involved, those not involved, and the entire cloud of courtiers and functionaries, to say nothing of the architects themselves, who had been permitted to hear the conference. Perceiving the sovereign to be in a calm and even mood, the officials begged for a few more words that they might understand the decision.
The emperor made them be silent. "Say nothing more about it. We have our instructions. The creator of the better plans, is he here? He is to leave, unaccompanied."
The sovereigns' words added to the general bafflement, but what could be done? The officials bowed and the discouraged architect backed out of the audience chamber. Downcast as he was, he did not notice, standing before the great portal to the palace, the herald of the great god, not till that luminary spoke.
"You, architect. You are recommended by the only human we heed as the candidate best suited for the work. Come with me now to beginning planning the new heaven." Saying that, the architect was taken away, and when he returned, he held wondrous treasures.
Finis

Addendum

Deciduous tree monsters look like warriors in summer and wizards in winter, but they're actually rogues. They're just limited in their opportunities.

Nuances of Fantasy Professions

I bet successful lumberjacks are both educated and canny beyond most, what with all those dryads and forest spirits and whatnot that can cause them trouble. If there are outright tree monsters, the lumberjacks must be powerful champions as well.

Degrading Appropriation

Gambit used to be a perfectly good word, but now people think of either chess or X-men when they hear it, which is desirable occasionally but not in the majority of circumstances.

Changing Course

Tired of your main character? Don't want to write about him anymore? Simply start the next book by having him hear about the adventures of a different, far more interesting character. You'll fool everybody.