Discandied
The bunch of grapes in the top left is the hedonist style from vanilla expanded. That also explains the final ritual at the bottom.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1yvOaYdva33kFTBsmR1y3cgXKCtItSJSD/view?usp=drivesdk
Bonus render of the nunnery half a quadrum on, just before launching the ship. Mother Maryna and Abbess Richeliu are flying to paradise, after The Holy Virgin Mary visited Mother Maryna in her dreams again and told her that’s what we should do.
The journey will be dangerous, so they are going alone, but will send for the rest of us when they get there. They are taking our gold and silver in case they need to pay for repairs along the way.
Mary told Mother Maryna that they are sure to succeed, so long as all of us nuns truly love her and have repented sincerely for our sins. We surely have, so soon be seeing them again in paradise!
Edit: Added the render directly as a separate comment.
True Meaning of Christmas ideology:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1xQBU9gONyeBxVJ1P1MWZ4oBHNUFsTMPa/view?usp=sharing
My wholesome, Christmas-themed colony. Santa’s sleigh crash-landed in this polluted jungle, so he set about capturing elves and carving out his grotto here, so that he could make presents (flake) for the children.
I have a couple of other old renders of previous colonies which are no longer properly viewable on reddit, so may upload them too over the next few days. This was a 1.4 colony.
Presbyteriabaconism ideoligion: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1vIIa5sGK7M26xhV5JROskH7i_9gzQoSQ/view?usp=sharing
Oh. So that’s what happened to Brother Kemppi! He was a monk who kept trying to join the nunnery, despite not being a woman. This was very annoying, but eventually we gave in and let him join the faction, but sent him out to found a monastery for monks nearby. Predictably he failed spectacularly, and was beaten up and kidnapped by a 13-year-old genie girl within five days. We thought that was the last we would see of him, but we got a ransom request for him about a quadrum ago. We felt obliged to pay the ransom, because of our charitable beliefs, but Brother Kemppi’s drop-pod never arrived. He must have landed in this chimney and starved without any of us noticing. What a tragic accident, for which we can in no way be held morally liable!