Dark musty silk hangs suspended from the tents smooth center pole which is festooned with strange mystical amulets in silver and gold. A thick layer of pungent incense smoke flows from a charcoal brazier on the ground, covering the floor like a low-lying fog and filling the air with a rich earthy scent. A solitary lantern hanging overhead throws scant light into the gloomy interior. You also see a low covered table with some stuff on it, a bronzewood display rack with some stuff on it, a narrow stand with some stuff on it, a small crate with some stuff on it and a large sign.
Obvious exits: out.