[Festival Pavilion, Behind the White Curtain]
Acolytes dressed in white quietly add merchandise to the tables, their heads never looking up from the task at hand. A tiny mosaic hangs from a wooden rack in the corner, the small tiles forming a crude image of a unicorn. You also see an ivory counter with a pearl-white music box on it, an oaken wardrobe and a polished ivory stand with some stuff on it.
Obvious exits: out.