[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.