<div class="floatleft">(http://i926.photobucket.com/albums/ad107/zamerageus/edted.jpg)</div>Zame wondered up the path weary and tired of traveling, looking up from the road seeing the 3 caskets in the distance memories of his family begin to crawl through his head. "I'm sorry" talking to himself, he stands looking over the caskets his grip on his father's shortsword tightens. "I'll live your dream dad" Zame walks up to the caskets, blending in with the people around. As the three strangers are buried into the ground, Zame imagines his own family being given a proper burial. "I wish I knew his name" Zame continued to talk to himself, wanting the leader of the Amn thieves guild dead.