The Evil Helm

The lights of Autumn Festival faded behind as a shadow almost dark as the night made haste through the Yew Forest. Stopping once when he was a good distance from Tel"Ruid, he reached in side his cloak to make sure the object he found was still there. Chuckling to himself he returned to the inside pocket and continued on his path. He knew he had taken a chance to get at the Evil Orc Helm, but the price was right, yes indeed it was worth every piece of gold. The Elves festival? It was the perfect cover.

Calenechor looked behind to make sure no one was following him, then quickly stepped through the Moongate.

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