You look around and take in the scenery, of the camels marching by and the calves being slaughtered. There's always people coming and going from the markets, but few new shops. The guilds of the city are tight-knit as ever and real estate is quite a premium in the market. As such, Gold Street rarely has any new stalls or emporiums unless one merchant should decide to retire or is otherwise removed from the market. However, you do go around the usual places of the exotic and new.
Old Man Sayyed usually sells goods from the the Tyreels, the great mountain range that separates Galahana from the rest of the continent. Usually, these are furs, antlers, amber, mountain shells or birds. Today, he has a small menagerie of mountaindwelling creatures such as the dire goat, alpine crocodile, toro and castellan hawk. These are exceedingly rare to see this far from the Tyreels and they cost quite a bit.
Juan is a travelling merchant who sets up shop every month in the Gold Street and always has interesting curios from his travels. Today, he has a unicorn horn, shrivelled dryad cloaca, amber-tongues, a curiously large barrel of elephant seal blubber, a perfectly preserved and still alive goose berry tree (it is quite a small specimen), a varied selection of goods (likely pilfered) from Mourono tombs, silver knives, talismans of the gods....it goes on and on. Juan is well-travelled, after all.
Hermana Eva is what is referred to as a monja, a form of female monk that cloister themselves in order to focus upon their faith. Eva and her order are remnants from a time prior to the arrival of your people in Galahana, before the Father and Sisters were known in these lands. Still, she's a nice enough woman. She comes to Gold Street every market day to sell charms or take orders for memorial icons. Memorial icons are another remainder of ancient times; small paintings that when pressed, move, make sound, conjure scent or otherwise elicit a reaction from the senses.