Tyrande

With yet another Headless Horseman dead, the pair began shuffling through their candy buckets curiously. The priestess's back was to the orc as she pulled something out.

"Ah yea I got a magic broom." The orc cackled.

"Hey look!" The priestess called, causing the orc to turn, "I'm Tyrande!" She grins behind the crude female night elf mask.

The orc covered half his masked face with a hand as he began laughing.

The priestess continued laughing as she hid something behind her back...