You insist on pickpocketing everybody you meet.
Throw away all your keys since you can pick locks so well.
Spend your days off in graveyards, stabbing all the recently deceased with stakes, just to make sure...
Scream out during Sunday service that Bhaal is the only god worth worshipping and sacrifice a few parishioners to make your point
Examine every paving stone as you walk down the street, checking for traps.
Barge into strangers houses and rifle through there drawers!
Carry around molotov cocktails as improvised fire balls, just in case...
You look in the mirror and attack the reflection thinking that the ashen, hollow eyed creature staring back is a zombie
You try and stand only to find your legs have fused at the knee through inactivity
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