- you continually try to "hide in the shadows", and get upset when someone spots you! You tell them "You cant do that! My cloak is non-dectectable!" Then you sulk, and return it to Debanams and demand that they reenchant the cloak...
- You walk in you're town/city and in a loud voice cry out "Cover you're nose boo! Cities always teem with evil and decay, lets give it a good shake and SEE what falls out!"
- You are suddenly paranoid of you're "family" and ask where you're "half" brothers and sisters are... and refuse to talk to anyone until they tell you where Imoen is...
- You get upset when you're gf doesnt say Imeon's lines, particially "You're a queer fellow..." and when you repeat it to the man in the shop... you're surprised when...
- You start dressing in tunics, and trying to wear elven chain underneth you're clothing... and glare at ppl in the st when they see you're sword...
- You start being moody like a certain "ex" guardian of you'res, and start cursing "BY THE HORNS OF SILVANUIS! I'LL PLANT YOU BENETH THE STONES OF AITHSATH" (or howeverits spelt), and then you mutter "insufferble"
- You refuse to go into the "docks" without first knowing where the shadow theives are...
- You refuse to give beggers money, because you think their Irenicus's spies...
- You keep asking where the "tree of life" is, and we're you can find the city of the elves..
- You get a pet, and try to cast "possess familar"...
- You ignore you're parents, and start asking where you're "real" father is, then getting upset when you've lost you're "bhaalspawn" abilities...
- You start giving lectures on "life" and locking ppl up in glass tubes, and cry out when the cops come for you... "NO! I *WONT* BE DENIED! NOT WHEN I AM SO CLOSE! I WONT LET YOU GO! YOU WILL SUFFER, YOU WILL ALL SUFFER!" hehe,
- You refuse to answer unless ppl address you by you're "correct" name [img]tongue.gif[/img] "I AM CALAETHIS! CALAETHIS DRAGONSBANE!! TERROR OF THE SWORD COAST, SLAYER OF BHAALSPAWN AND HEIR TO THE THRONE OF MURDER!" and/or do a noble impression "Do not touch me, peasent, do you know who I am?"
- you very calmly, and rationally write down on you're CV that you are profiencent in longswords, bastard swords, daggers and throwing knives.... and that you're an assassin/theif in you're spare time...
I could go on, but I wont
[ 09-23-2002, 11:03 AM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]