-I can become Arch-Mage at level 12. Yet until level 50, there will always be random mages in a cave somwhere far, far more powerful than me. They even have more health than [censored] Trolls, and can easily one-shot me with their spells while mine can never go upwards of 200 damage against their thousand of HP. While we're at it, I can enter the College without ever having cast any spell by using a Shout. It is said that ''we have a lot to learn from each other''. This is never brought up again, and I can end the questline and become Arch-Mage by never using magic, ever.
-I become the celebrated Harbinger of the Companions!... Yet I didn't do the Radiant quests so now Aela orders me to go to some nondescript house and kill a wolf.
-Immortal NPCs. More than enough said.
-(Most) Daedric Artifacts being weaker than upgraded and enchanted Steel gear. Stop worshiping those posers and just buy my stuff, people. Less gruesome curses, dark rituals and human sacrifices involved to boot.
-Going around barechested/with a fur bikini in Skyrim at all. Ok, the Reach I guess is midly acceptable. But everywhere else? Looks friggin cold. Oh, and what about dipping into the certainly freezing cold Sea of Ghosts and coming out no worse for wear? And yes, I know Nords have magical Frost resistance, but that doesn't mean you can just go around bare-chested in freezing winter just fine. A Cold mechanic that would hurt you outside of the Reach if your body wasn't covered would have been cool. But then people wouldn't have been able to live their fantasies of playing a hot chick fighting in a bikini, I guess. That's far more important than the world making sense, after all.
-I can use a Fury spell on a guy and make him start an all-out brawl. After the guards kill him and the people who took his side, nobody cares about the dead body(ies) in the middle of the street.
I guess I will have to stop there. My list could take about 100 entries at this rate.

