Pigeon Forge Factory Outlet Mall
Owner: Multiple Ironside businesses, but something else runs the Hedgewise side
Location: Pigeon Forge, just off the main strip
Description:
A sprawling labyrinth of discount stores, kitschy souvenir shops, and overpriced tourist bait, the Pigeon Forge Factory Outlet Mall is a place where money moves fast and people move faster. Bright fluorescent lights buzz overhead, and the air is filled with the scent of cheap candles, food court grease, and the ever-present hum of conversations blending into white noise.
For most, it’s just another tourist trap, a place to grab novelty shirts, knockoff handbags, or bulk candy at ridiculous markups. But for the Lost, there’s more beneath the surface.
Find the right store. Step through the wrong dressing room mirror, walk past the “Employees Only” sign when no one is looking, or follow the scent of something that doesn’t belong. On the other side, past the thin film of reality, lies the Goblin Market of Pigeon Forge, a chaotic, thriving bazaar of the Hedge, hidden in the bones of a shopping mall that never quite closes.
Here, the neon lights are warmer, flickering with otherworldly energy, and the stalls sell things that should not be bought, bargains that should not be made. The merchants are hobs, Changelings, and things that have never worn human skin, offering deals on everything from Hedge fruit and spun dreams to names long forgotten and memories never lived.
The market shifts every night, its entrance never in the same place twice. Some Lost come to trade, to deal, to risk it all for something rare. Others come because they have no choice—because sometimes, the Goblin Market calls to those who have a debt to pay.