DragonofTheWest

The Dark Brotherhood

Dragos calm expression soured slightly at the mention of Serana and he gazed elsewhere to gather his thoughts. The mention of Serana was an all too familar remindee that his previous home was consumed in petty infighting. "She is... fine." Dragos finally replied though his answer was rather lack luster and while it seemed too early to reveal his eventual ambition, the vampire privately conceded it was likely best to be honest. "The castle is in much chaos however. Nobody can tell whose friend or foe, civil war amongst our kind is inevitable. Perhaps one day with Sithis blessing you can assist me in taking the throne and reuniting the clan... for the Brotherhood of course." Dragos added on and rather bluntly. Straight truth, no hidden messages. Dragos crimson eyed gaze then turned to Aenor who looked a bit cautious at the sight of two vampires speaking of royal family business. He didn't blame her. "No worries... sister" Dragos stated, oh how the words of labeling each other family still sounding a bit off despite vampires doing the same thing. "We are on the same side and it seems there are more of us to meet."

The Dark Brotherhood

Upon entering the sanctuary it was obvious that the rumors were true, the Dark Brotherhood was on its last legs, but it was also gradually rebuilding itself. There was a sense of pride as Dragos looked throughout the place, he imagined in a couple of years this hideout of theirs would gradually look completely different provided they were successful. Upon stumbling upon the two females before him Dragos took a quick look at both of them and took note of the looks they gave him. They both had a presence about them, it was controlled but they both had a look in their eyes that showed they weren’t just playing assassins. Both of these women were killers.

Dragos however was different, he wasn’t exactly armed in an assassins clothing and the giant weapon he carried on his back was also not an assassins weapon. Still however Dragos thought privately, they could use someone like him, an executioner who was fit to attack directly when perhaps no stealthy ways were possible. As the vampire was greeted he made sure to nod respectfully towards Aenor, acknowledging her presence.

As Dragos was led to his room he took a quick look before returning his attention back to Alexi. While he had traveled on horseback, he carried few supplies, mostly spare clothes or various books and documents he felt necessary to keep around. Anything valuable he brought with him, the rest of it however was left back at the Volkihar castle. As Alexi introduced herself, Dragos bowed his head “My name is Dragos. I look forward to working with you and the others” But just as Dragos finished his sentence he took a closer look at his superior and that’s when he realized she was just like him, vampire. Dragos smirked slightly at this revelation “Thank you for the hospitality as for the possible status of my stamina, well let’s just say we both know you and I are a bit special when comes to our physical traits”

The Dark Brotherhood

The Daedric armored warrior strolled forward on his dark armored mount in a relatively relaxed pace. He was to reach his destination soon, at least that’s what the note said in regards for the direction. Considering his status with the Volkihar perhaps traveling to join with this new faction may have been considered a downgrade to most but Dragos had his reasons. Under the disguise of a mission Dragos had left the fabled vampire stronghold to join up with the Dark Brotherhood. The kill that earned him an invitation seemed coincidental though if you are wanted by both the most powerful vampire faction in Skyrim and the Dark Brotherhood, you’re bound not to live long.

Every once in a while there was a group of adventurers on the road that encountered the vampire lord yet they never said anything or tried anything. Rumors of a dark armored warrior riding throughout Skyrim slaying Stormcloaks and bandits or even random individuals were relatively common and those who tried pursue said warrior never returned. Those on the road knew to keep their space less they earned the warrior’s wrath.

“Silence my brother” Dragos stated when he had finally arrived at the door of the Falkreath Santucary. The door, the location everything about the place screamed Dark Brotherhood. It seems all the rumors were true, at least so far. Despite his advanced age Dragos doesn't recall personally dealing with a Dark Brotherhood member so all of this was a first. When the door opened Dragos could already sense the presence of several others inside as he removed his helmet as a sign of respect and advanced forward..

The Dark Brotherhood

My Hider

Appearance: Dragos is built like an ideal soldier, tall and strong. His crimson eyes are the only significant vampiric feature on display. Otherwise Dragos features are relatively simplistic as he is clean shaven with short hair and dark eyes. In most cases, Dragos is clad in daedric armor with a black cloak while only changing out of his armor if he has to make more discreet and more public appearances.

Name: Dragos Dragomir

Age: 250

Gender: Male

Race: Imperial- Vampire

Rank: Blood brother

Class: Knight

Weapons: Daedric 2H Sword

Skills: Powerful, skilled swordsman. Dragos physical abilities such as speed, strength, athleticism and sight are greatly enhanced due to his vampirism. He is also known as a talented horsemen and incredibly skilled at mounted combat.

Bio: Formerly a renowned Imperial captain in the Imperial Legion, Dragos nearly died fighting against the Daedric Hordes during the Oblivion Crisis in the Imperial City. After watching numerous friends die in the war, Dragos yearned for more power which ultimately came in the form of vampirism. Despite his sudden growth in strength due to his unexpected transformation, Dragos struggled with his new identity before finding himself stumbling across the Volkihar Clan who ultimately took the talented warrior in. In the years that followed, Dragos rose through the ranks as a powerful warrior who slayed any enemies that threatened his newfound home. Despite his heroics, Dragos had begun to gain enemies within the Volkihar, fearful of his rise in power to the point that efforts have been made to kill him. Due to unintentionally killing a target that was marked by the Dark Brotherhood, Dragos was invited to join as his skills could prove to be rather valuable to the feared organization. Dragos ultimately agreed to join believing there was much to gain while also gradually preparing himself to seize the Volkihar throne and eradicate those who would betray him.

Personality: Ambitious, confident and calculated. Dragos seeks to become the undisputed head Vampire in all of Skyrim and beyond. Despite his ambitions, Dragos does have a certain code of honor which was developed to his time in the Imperial Legion. Due to past experiences Dragos is also known to have a certain intense hatred for werewolves, Stormcloaks and Vigilants of Stendarr.

Relationship status: Single

Coin(set at 1000): 1000

Sanctuary location: Falkreath

Room: TBH

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

That was probably the longest bus ride in my life Kevin thought as he finally managed to catch a view of the MMA Academy. He was used to traveling... just not to places so far from civilization. Back in New York, civilization was everywhere and it the term concrete jungle had always lived up to its reputation. Just like the rest of his classmates, Kevin had spent the time on the bus, slouched in his chair, eyes focused on his phone with his dark Beats headphones to drown out any noise. Sleep came here and there during the ride but it was hard being still for so long, especially with all these rival students around him.

When they finally got of the bus, Kevin silenced his music placing his head phones around his neck and his phone is his pocket... last thing he needed was to be that guy that stood out or that guy who didn't get the incoming instructions. Anticipation and the itch of competition built up in his stomach, he couldn't way to get started.

The Dark Brotherhood

My Hider

Appearance: Dragos is built like an ideal soldier, tall and strong. His crimson eyes are the only significant vampiric feature on display. Otherwise Dragos features are relatively simplistic as he is clean shaven with short hair and dark eyes. In most cases, Dragos is clad in ebony armor with a black cloak while only changing out of his armor if he has to make more discreet and more public appearances.

Name: Dragos Dragomir

Age: 250

Gender: Male

Race: Imperial- Vampire

Rank: Blood brother

Class: Knight

Weapons: Daedric 2H Sword

Skills: Powerful, skilled swordsman. Dragos physical abilities are greatly enhanced due to his vampirism. He is also known as a talented horsemen and incredibly skilled at mounted combat.

Bio: Formerly a renowned Imperial captain in the Imperial Legion, Dragos nearly died fighting against the Daedric Hordes during the Oblivion Crisis in the Imperial City. After watching numerous friends die in the war, Dragos yearned for more power which ultimately came in the form of vampirism. Despite his sudden growth in strength due to his unexpected transformation, Dragos struggled with his new identity before finding himself stumbling across the Volkihar Clan who ultimately took the talented warrior in. In the years that followed, Dragos rose through the ranks as a powerful warrior who slayed any enemies that threatened his newfound home. Despite his heroics, Dragos had begun to gain enemies within the Volkihar, fearful of his rise in power to the point that efforts have been made to kill him. Due to unintentionally killing a target that was marked by the Dark Brotherhood, Dragos was invited to join as his skills could prove to be rather valuable to the feared organization. Dragos ultimately agreed to join believing there was much to gain while also gradually preparing himself to seize the Volkihar throne and eradicate those who would betray him.

Personality: Ambitious, confident and calculated. Dragos seeks to become the undisputed head Vampire in all of Skyrim and beyond. Despite his ambitions, Dragos does have a certain code of honor which was developed to his time in the Imperial Legion. Due to past experiences Dragos is also known to have a certain intense hatred for werewolves, Stormcloaks and Vigilants of Stendarr.

Relationship status: Single

Coin(set at 1000): 1000

Sanctuary location: Falkreath

Room: TBH

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

My Hider

Name: Kevin Ilagan

Nickname: Speed Force

Age: 21

Nationality: Filipino-American

Appearance: Kevin has a lean, muscular athletic build that he will likely be able to fill in more as he gets older. Other notable physical traits are his large developed calf muscles due to his extensive track background. Other appearance looks wise, Jason has short dark brown hair eyes and a clean shaven face.

Fighting Style: Boxing

Record: Amateur - 10-0 (7 KO)

Weight Class: 170

Height/Reach: 6’3 75 inch reach

Background: Like many Filipinos, Jason was inspired by the sudden rise of Manny Pacquiao and his dominance in boxing. Despite being a well versed athlete in high school there was something about boxing and it’s “purity” that drawn Jason to fully commit his time to focus on the sweet science. Despite most Filipinos being “smaller” in stature, Jason comes from strong genetics that fortunately have allowed him a size to compete at a higher weight class than his idol. While Kevin has had numerous successful amateur boxing accolades such as being a Golden Gloves winner, Kevin ultimately decided to enroll in the the MMA Academy to test himself while also seeking to be the Manny Pacquiao of MMA.

Vampire Mafia

The sun was at last setting over San Francisco. While for many it was time to experience the night life and get away from the daily duties… it was also a time for the world’s true alpha predators to come out, free from the burden of the sun. In a warehouse located in the ports of Oakland, a small crowd had gathered. These men varied in appearance but each one had a certain look in their eyes, a certain ferocity. They waited patiently, in silence, each one preforming some task to keep themselves entertained. One played with a handgun, taking mock shots as if to simulate practice, another doing the same with an assault rifle. If it wasn’t a weapon they were messing with, they were then either reading records located on a tablet or counting a wad of cash in their hands. Suddenly the silence was broken by the sound of a roaring engine as the main door to the warehouse opened. The men glanced at each other and stood up straight as they eyed the vehicle that arrived, a black Bugatti Chiron… they all knew what that meant.

He had arrived.

The sports car cruised into the warehouse, avoiding the various wooden crates inside and the other parked cars. When the car turned off, there was an eerily silence as a man stepped out. They all bowed at his presence however while one uttered a phrase. “Welcome Lord Dragos.”
Dragos eyed the assembled men as he urged the men to move. “Rise” and so they did. Dragos paced back and forth examining each of the assembled individuals as the men stared straight ahead, they knew not to make eye contact, not yet. The head vampire then stood at the center and raised his arms and with an amused smirk spoke again, this time his tone a bit more relaxed. “Welcome to San Francisco.”

The time was around 9:30 as Dragos sat in the back of a Cadillac escalade, his eyes closed as he thought over the meeting from earlier. Back in the east coast there was a certain freedom, knowing without a doubt he was the King of New York. But this was a different side of the country, with different rules and different faces. From information he previously received, he was surprised the city hadn’t torn itself apart considering how many rival families had gathered in this city.

The escalade had reached its destination, and Dragos emerged taking in the atmosphere of Northern San Francisco.The crowds, the traffic, the view... it all vaguely reminded him of home. As Dragos walked the streets it was easy for him to attract attention, women gossiped at the sight of such a man, wondering who he was while men looked in envy though admitingly the head vampire was physically imposing. As the vampire positioned himself to enter one of the clubs, his eyes focused into what lay inside. For a vampire to enter a territory into a rival’s territory unannounced was likely grounds for a confrontation but Dragos knew what he was doing…

Vampire Mafia

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Vampire Mafia

Hey just out of curiosity was the lore regarding "death" discussed? Such as both vampires and werewolves vulnerable to lets say a silver bullet/blade or will "regular" weapons do? or perhaps just raw physical force capable of killing them?

I know the question is a bit silly but most people usually change the lore up a bit from rp to rp