I would always "violate" the law on oblivion (they make it sound so dirty >.<). Sometimes (like all of you must know) I thought I was home free. I was in a dark alley that I got a beggar into and shot a fireball at them. Oblivion's over exaggerated physics engine made them look like they were busy having an epilepsy, meanwhile I sneaked out of the town.
Batabing-bataboom I'm walking through some thick brush, setting up camp, eating my hard-as-rock bread (which I never understood. They spent thousands to make you be able to move thing, yet when a piece of bread fell on the floor, it sounds like a bag of cement being dropped from 20ft) when all of a sudden, hundreds (hyperbole) of imperial and bravil guards come running at me screaming things like "FOR THE EMPIRE!" or "STOP, THIEF" (which til this day I never figured out why :o....maybe I stole something....) or "YOUR MUM WANTS YOU!". Me being....well, me, I resisted arrest and blasted these guys with lightning bolts and fire bolts galore!
I needed revenge, and I still need it. While I was fighting them, I accidentally blasted my dinner with a fireball (yum! crispy). I went flying into a river.....and I never found it again...<sobs> That pain don't heal......<wipes eyes> that pain never heals >:'(