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..