I. Hate. Bogwarts.
Picture this, I've just made a gnomish rogue who is using high INT scores to get an insane amount of skill points (24 per levelup, just about), and he's wandering around as an intellectual researcher, delving into the depths in search of things to... Well, research.
I basically made him to go around picking up magical objects and figure out what they were by browsing through an ancient library. He also had very high lockpicking, alchemy, device handling and healing skills, just because he's an educated old chap.
So one of the first traps he tries to disarm blows up in his face (had to get the high INT points from somewhere, and rogues tend to start out with a high DEX instead. Trap skills are handled by DEX, and since they didn't get that little attribute bonus, things weren't going as smoothly as planned) and singes his backpack. I figure, hey, adds charm.
Next I'm roaming my way through a room somewhere, and a bogwart pops out of the blue right in front of my nose and pokes me.
Pop goes my bag.
All my stuff drops on the ground. I had to stab a couple packrats from just slurping it all up, and I closed one of the doors into that room (rather pointless, since it was a big open room and the primary thoroughfare for that region). I then made my way across the map, trying desperately to find a replacement.
Since packs are a very rare item to be included in standard loot (especially on the first freakin' level of the halls), I didn't find any. What I did find was an old wooden chest that I had emptied earlier. I figure it's better than just leaving it there.
So I lug this thing all the way back, and learn that chest aren't given the same container privileges as backpacks, so I can't just pop stuff into them from the ground.
And so begins the arduous task of filling up my shoulder and belt slots with as much junk from the ground as I can, opening up the chest, putting it in, and repeating. Took me seven goes before everything was back in.
And, of course, backpacks are equipped with natural anti-gravity field generators, so that the stuff inside them doesn't weigh so damned much. Chests, on the other hand, are just heavy. I go from light encumbrance to extreme.
Eventually I die because a boa constrictor wraps himself around me and my potions of dimension door are in the chest, and since chests aren't treated as standard containers, I couldn't just access one of them like I could with a pack.
And I thought I was being so clever.