Ah, yes, it’s finally time for Lion’s Arch to have its annual candy-corn-fueled feeding frenzy while dancing around at the whim of a dead king. As you might have gathered, I’m not old Thorn’s biggest fan. A has-been with an out-of-control ego who stomps around like he owns the place? Who does he think he is? You’re only here one season out of the year, pal—this city’s mine.