I suppose I'm the kingdom's madman, he who sees things that do not exist and takes the wisdom from an invisible creature that he, and only he, can perceive? He believes himself right. He believes in this creature and his known existence is dedicated to this creature, and all the while he talks to it, but it has been happening so long, that it doesn't faze a single person native to the land, and only makes the newcomers uncomfortable for a short time in their stay here.
Also, what of the inns of merriment and chatter, like the Asylum Inn, the Hot Topic Inn and what have you?
Calumon: And what about the stockades, where bad people get all the yucky fruit in the town?