“Ware!” another warning cry alerted them to the approaching mass of dancing, singing people. Wild-eyed men and women, ivy crowns in their dishevelled hair, led the dance, using double flutes and banging bell-studded tambourines. Others carried wineskins that they occasionally drank from, or let others suckle, all the while wildly dancing and shouting and singing. One or two of them bore huge barrels of wine on their shoulders, refilling skins or drinking from them directly.

Others were caught up in the dance, from beggars to nobles, even the occasional soldier danced and revelled despite the weight of his armour, and here and there some people in wine-splattered clerical robes turned and wheeled and laughed and shrieked along with the music. “Join our joyous bacchanalia! Join our furious happy dance! ” they sang, to the rhythm of the instruments and the punctuated cries of "Szorawai!” and “

!” The dancers and singers were red-faced, quite obviously drunk, and as exhausted as unable to stop their revels.

Whilst the group approached them, Lynn saw at least two people who went down, dead or unconscious from the exertion, only to be swirled around in the frenetic dance or trampled underfoot by those caught in its grasp. Others pulled up stones to throw at windows, either for the sheer joy of destruction or to summon those inside out to join the orgy. Women and men in the dance kissed each other passionately, and more than one danced with shredded clothes that left little to the imagination.

A scene for 'Wild Nights at the Seminary', chapter VI of 'Lynn d'Vadalis, the Eberron -set story by Relevant extract: