[Agalith Lane, Festival Entrance]
Dozens of tents and stalls form a dark and twisted maze of dusty paths that wind
between tent stakes and piled crates. Curious shadows seems to slink between the
darkened pavillions and the air is redolent with strange smokes and other, less
discernible odors. You also see a dark green
wagon, a dark blue tent with flapping
pennants and the alley entrance.
Obvious paths: southwest.