The world is a much stranger place than we all thought. Even with all the Glories of Heaven, stranger, more beautiful things still creep in from beyond the Weirding Wall.
On a hill outside a town (any town in the world; go ahead, pick one), there is a caravan. Inside the caravan there is a world. This world is called Locus Carnevale, and Locus Carnevale is nothing but a festival, celebrating life, every hour of every day. Overlooking the Carnevale is Bacchus, Imperator of the realm.
Then there are the Nobilis of Locus Carnevale.