Surrounded by the shroomtastic wigginess of the Soul Patch and teetering on the brink of the Keister, Wermburg is a trippy place where funguys frolic and the Fungish squat their digs. It’s by far the largest settlement in the Soul Patch and the center of Fungish devotion on Keister Island. In fact, Wermburg is probably the thickest enclave of such folks outside of the Phesterance. It’s a pretty happenin’ locale where most of the buildings are hollow mushrooms and a large portion of the populace is perpetually wonking the sponge.
Outsiders sometimes think of Wermburg as one of those quaint, bucolic backwaters where peeps don’t have teeth and bumpkin is a verb (hah!), but it’s really not that way at all. Sure, the place has its share of yokels, but such peeps are in no greater abundance here than in any other similarly remote town on the island. What it does have in profusion are smelves. They aren’t the only peeps here, but they outnumber everyone else in town by ten to one at least. There might be more smelves at the Garden of Smellemental Glee or there might not. Either way, I wouldn’t want to be the guy who has to count them all…
From The Whole Hole Volume 01: Keister Island
Color pencil drawing on Bristol by Andy Hopp.