Look around. Smell the stench wafting up from the Thousand Eye's cave and hear the sound of two lugs throwing fists in the Ruckus's arenas. Do your senses tell you that those factions are primed for victory? Do you think they have what it takes to turn the dangers of the districts into heaps of gold?

No. The only faction putting the spoils of the Night Market into their treasury is the one with the means and acumen to celebrate the market for what it is—possibility!

Stop by for the celebration of yet another market opening, and to be free from the sights and sounds that pollute the other faction's enclaves.

Enjoy yourself. Enjoy your time at the market. Join the Glittering Goad!