'Souls RPG
2020 Yearbook
Never Look Back, Never Give Up  

Del Cenere Gang

Del Cenere Gang On the chilled heels of winter, Del Cenere's 2020 started off in scarcity. Snowstorms swept through the territory, kept afloat by their commerce between Palisade and Casa alike - but the frigid temperatures took hold of some of the freshly rounded up horses from Inferni's old territory, and laid them to a frigid grave. As their waned, the Ashen's leaning on their Del Mar brethren grew heavier, as did the tax for such generosity.

And thus, the tension started.

Saddled with steep tariffs, Rey Salvaje Nazario and Comandante Boone started seeing eye to eye far less than usual, each determined to find prosperity in their own way, sending a fissure through the Gang as Nazario sought to maintain peace and return the debt of gratitude, and Boone went his own route to undermine the unfair trade deal to give back to his fellow Del Cenerens to foster their own prosperity. Throughout the summer, the Ashen's numbers swelled, and as their borders spread, so too did their productivity.

Morrigan Archeron spearheaded the efforts to renew and refresh the abandoned gardens of Irving, Charmingtown's Pasillo Gris trade stalls provided opportunities for passing traders to showcase their wares, and in the wake of the vanishing of southern neighbor and trade partner, Mistfell Vale, Del Cenere inherited a great deal of livestock, securing what they'd lost earlier in the year, and then some. The first annual Lancaster Stock Show was held, hoping to get a foothold amongst their neighbors as a mogul for trade. The Gang's first births reached their first year, and hit their Bautizos in stride, marking a moment of pride in Del Cenere's fledgling history.

However, good things do meet their ends.

Del Mar bastard, Ash, and his sister Thelma, feeding on the discontent between the Gang's leaders, made a political play to seize the territory for their father, Carlo, and Palisade - Boone's young tobacco crop was razed, and in the chaos, freshly anointed Las Brasas member, Luciana, was spirited away from the territory. In their wake, leadership scrambled, crumbling apart in a public spectacle that leaked doubt throughout the ranks. Ensuing barters culminated in the capture of the traitor, Ash, who sold out his kin to amend his wrong. The Gang's retribution was swift and fatal -- but not without consequence.

In the resulting skirmish, Ronald Winthrop died protecting his fellow Ashen, and that was nothing to say for Peony Braithwaite and Hosea Courtright's children, nor the remaining Del Mar sons -- the weight for all these losses fell onto Ash Del Mar's shoulders, who paid thusly with a public execution. As life begins to bounce back to normalcy, Del Cenere holds its breath -

What will 2021 hold?

Andrew Winthrop

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

“My love,” he spoke then. “I need a body.”

Art by Despi

Anya Southpaw

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

Art by Wyndbain

Auger de la Croix

(Favorite Thread)

Art by Despi

Azade Feriqi

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

“This wine is awful. Get me another glass.”

Art by Raphaelion

Boone Winthrop

Most Likely to Get the Whole Party Killed in D&D

(Favorite Thread)

"I just want to do the right thing one god damn time, 'Rari."

Art by Despi

Dahlia Winthrop

(Favorite Thread)

Art by Despi

Daniel

you live by the yee, you die by the haw

Art by Despi

Eusebia Troy Lykoi

(Favorite Thread)

”At leazt he iz well drezzed now! Merci for zending 'im my way!”

Art by Dark

Evelyn Escuella

(Favorite Thread)

The promises of summer were quickly turning to ash in her mouth.

Art by Despi, Texture by Hexe78 @ dA

Fredrick Knight

(Favorite Thread)

All the boy could do now was stand, tremble and wait for Aldora’s judgement. A weak hand raised, moving in gestures though shaking so much the translation was no doubt completely lost. 'I’m sorry.’

Art by Despi

Hosea Courtright

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

"Jus' drinkin' with a friend, 'Lawny. Maybe if you were tolerable, you'd know what that's like."

Art by Despi

Lieselotte Temple

(Favorite Thread)

Out in the open, with a horse at heel and her bow in hand, Lottie felt the most alive, the most like herself.

Art by San

Notch

Art by Despi

Rafaela Tajeda

(Favorite Thread)

Rafaela stood a beat longer, perhaps caught between a child's instinct to make peace with their parent and an adult's sense to be true to themselves as individuals, before she puffed a snarl and turned to walk out the door.

Art by Despi

Reblin

(Favorite Thread)

He was a doomed wanderer lost in the grey.

Art by Nat, Texture by Hexe78 @ dA

Rhodes Winthrop

(Favorite Thread)

I believe it
Someone's here
They can see me
And where I'm goin'

I've been sleepless
In my head
Feels like they're watching me
People watching me, ah

Art by Despi

Sean Butler

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

"Well t'at's fine, oi can do plenty talkin' fer bot' of us!"

Art by Nat

Skeleton Key

Most Likely to Become a Meme

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

And if you must know, I've probably got just as many bones as anyone else, maybe plus or minus five... Just to be on the conservative side.

Art by Gen

Sugabear Perrin du Lac

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

"Would ya care t' join me for some tea, bebelle?"

Art by Pabs

Twelve

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

"God abandoned me years ago, honey."

Art by Nat & Dark

Waynescott Wyatt

Couple That Should've Been (with Johnathan Winthrop)

(Favorite Thread)

“Maybe that's th'point of t'all. Suffer here. Suffer proper, so when dumb bastards like us get picked off, they's sum good waitin' after.”

Art by Dark

Zsorthia Mercedes

(Favorite Thread) (Mature)

"Hey... hey now... y'know... did anybody ever tell ya you're real ugly when you cry? Cuz I'd really much prefer it if you didn't."

Art by Kiri

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