Zame left the tavern, the idea of being a pirate rang in his head. "this should be good for me, better grab my stuff and a heavier coat." The layout of the town was ingrained in his head, all noble and rich houses, he could tell you exactly where they are and who lived inside. Finding the closest wealthy person to the tavern he intended to leave with a very nice heavy coat. "alright in and out, not going for anything fancy." Zame quickly picked the lock and opened a window gaining entry to the house. Having been through the house before, he found a closet and began ruffling through it. "Let's see, this should work" A high ranking officer lived within the house "This is perfect, he shouldn't miss this." Zame pulled out a long blue coat (http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://s32.dawandastatic.com/Product/5081/5081770/long/1251490806-36.jpg&imgrefurl=http://en.dawanda.com/product/5081770-Pirate-Coat-FrockCoat-18th-century&usg=__K88gNWFv6pYRAzABb3Wz2TpxORY=&h=631&w=375&sz=26&hl=en&start=29&sig2=p8bxJ7bvBET22SCUDxoZHg&zoom=1&tbnid=-oerzBUqmP7dnM:&tbnh=128&tbnw=80&ei=LwHvTbWcLaPQiAKp-dDrAQ&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dpirate%2Bcoat%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26channel%3Ds%26biw%3D1218%26bih%3D872%26tbm%3Disch&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=1004&vpy=139&dur=3561&hovh=291&hovw=173&tx=132&ty=180&page=2&ndsp=42&ved=1t:429,r:41,s:29&biw=1218&bih=872). Slipping the coat on, adjusting anything needed, "Damn good fit" Zame thought to himself as he exited the window and relocked it. Shortly after, he grabbed a bag packed with a wide assortment of items and other possessions.<br/><br/><div align="center">"My boat's by the tower and my bark's on the bay<br/>And both must be gone at the dawn of the day<br/>The moon's in her shroud and to light thee afar<br/>On the deck of the daring's a love-lighted star."</div><br/>Zame began singing to himself as he made his way to the docks, finally making his way up the plank, his bag over his shoulder. Immediately he made his way below deck to familiarize himself with the ships layout. Below deck was dark, Zame simply smiled and removed his eye patch. Though his profession wasn't that of a pirate, he used an eye patch should he ever escape into a sewer or other dark and dank place. Below deck already in focus from his now uncovered eye, began walking the area.<br/>