The road on fire
The goblin market in the Hedge takes the form of a rickety five car steam engine locomotive. It stops for clients only as far as any one knows and the source of its wares remains a mystery. Prospective buyers can barter, browse and even negotiate in the food car but when their business is concluded the train stops it's neckbreak speed and lets them off, never near when it picked them up mind you.
The merchant hobs take a variety of shapes but all attire themselves as Victorian era Englishmen. They guffaw behind monocles as they parade Token, Goblin Fruit and stranger things, waddling on canes and fine coats woven from spider silk and lies.
The Kepersalt company is first, foremost and only a marketplace. Any foolish Lost trying to utilize the train as simple transport is viciously attacked and forced out without hesitation.