Despite the Golden Tuber's immensity and power, it is lodged firmly in the earth and cannot move its vast bulk. Lo, it has transformed its most faithful into rooty forms than can enact its will upon the people!
Bits and pieces of the old Orthadoxy and Pagan beliefs are stirred into the starchy stew that is the new faith, sometimes literally as these priests can give themselves bodily unto their parish. More than one proselytiser has ended up in their followers bellies to sate the unnatural hunger that pervades the lands.
Turnip 28! I love the setting and the amazing amount of world building and model kitbashing you can do with it.
This is my first landscape piece in a long time, and whilst I'm not super happy with the paint/texture on the temple I'm pretty chuffed with the work I did on the ground and sky.
The idea behind this is that in the far east and even farther north of the world of Turnip 28, lies a country in the thrall of a devious & dominating vegetable intelligence. It claims cultish dominion over the lands that used to be eastern europe in the world of T28, and is ever seeking to spread its sinister (and delicious) tubery tendrils into the rest of the world. One day all shall join in its starchy communion!