though, i liked killing npcs and stealing their clothes(lol).
Oh yeah! The first thing I did with my weirdo gay fat elf, was wander into a bog after being released from the boat. Then I was attacked by some crab, and a wizard fell out of the sky. I thought, "this is odd." Then donned his outfit.
That was one of the continual drawing factors of Morrowind: Stealing peoples clothes, and sleeping in their beds. AND GETTING AWAY WITH IT. Sure, the magic was hard, the archery was nigh impossible, and the sword swinging had funtastic collysion detection--- but I got to murder people and wear womens clothing as my gay fat elf.
Then Oblivion came around, and there's like this godly omnipotency about the guards of the realm. Regardless where you are, in a house or dungeon... if you steal anything (even by mistake) good chance the guards will storm in and arrest you/beat the snot out of you. And you can't cross dress!