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This creature was born under the sign of The Shadow in the Black Marsh, (Archon) who are trained from childhood in the art of stealth and combat. Shadowscales serve their province as assassins, historically used by the King of Argonia to end conflicts and wars without great bloodshed and gather information on potential enemies. He was trained by one of the last remaining Shadowscales, paying special attention to dual-wielding weapons. 

In his adolescence during one of his examinations he was ordered to investigate a caravan of apparently harmless foreigners, this was only part of a security protocol to determine if they were a potential danger. Everything seemed to be normal for the day, the group left the inn to go trade, so he continued on his way. However, after sunset, any effort made to follow the caravan proved difficult as he found it near impossible to react with his own limbs. His instincts told him that something was wrong. Suddenly he is unable to move and is rendered unconscious due to the handiwork of a Daughter of Coldharbour. Amazed by the patterns on his scales and their resistance by stealthily tracking them, she decides to indoctrinate this promising reptile. 

Later in his life, Shaseidro Ghoda found himself belonging to the clan of the Lamae Bal bloodline. He was infected with Noxifilic Sanguivoria after being subjected to the Rite of the Scion, which allows him to amplify his skills at night without being affected by the sunlight. Without being affected by the sunlight, These new abilities made it easier for him to take his own path, independent of both the clan and the Archon order, who gave up looking for him after many years of his disappearance. From that moment on he began to freely roam across the continent of Tamriel while reaching adulthood. 

He is a rare breed of Argonian, molded by his life's ventures. A student, assassin, Vampire and mercenary, he is all these things and more. Generally, he is well-mannered, quiet, and extremely cold, but once provoked you will soon discover that he is impatient, full of an inordinate amount of pride that he would even be willing to fight against opponents who are far stronger than him. He is as severe and cruel as necessary, with the sole purpose of hiding his inability to control the situation and make it less noticeable. Even if failure seems guaranteed, he will refuse to give up, instead, he will rise again until he or his opponent falls. 

When it comes to combat, instead of looking for a way to quietly handle his victim’s deaths, he prefers the more direct approach of dual-wielding weapons. He takes pleasure in feeding himself with his own bloodied weapons, leaving them completely clean and ready for a new feast. However, he is also capable of a special energy absorption ability that he learned on his journey through Cyrodiil from a member of the hidden Order of Vampires. 

One cold night traveling through the Black Marsh fate crept upon him. Master Vampires and their many slaves charged out towards him, they saw him as an invader or simply target practice to test their strength. It would be their last mistake. Unfazed by their approach Shaseidro met them in combat, it was a massacre. Screams of terror filled the battlefield and blood filled the air and sky, these slaves were no match for him. The Master Vampires were brutal, fought hard and dirty without mercy, but he was worse. Biting, slashing, the rip and tear of flesh, this was no fight for mortals. The blood-curdling screams of battle were heard by the citizens of nearby towns and villages, they hid away in their homes terrified of what horrors were taking place so close to home. It went on for days, they could do nothing but wait and hope for it all to end. Finally, the land fell quiet, peace had finally returned, they thought. Leaving their homes they were met with the aftermath of a bloody battle, it was like the gates of Oblivion had opened and unleashed it’s horrors upon the land. Dust filled the towns and fields, overjoyed by this as they realised that the dust belonged to the vicious and terrible vampires that once roamed this land. Their joy suddenly turns to fear as they see off in the distance, in the center of it all, there he stood alone and drenched in blood. They know he is the one to thank but no mortal would fight in this manner, he was a butcher, he was The Butcher. They pray to Stendarr that this beast will never be unleashed upon the lands of Tamriel ever again, Perhaps it was a sacrifice or these pleas were heard because from that day he could not invoke his form as Lord of the vampires. 

Currently, he travels as a mercenary through Skyrim and is aware of the Volkihar’s presence in their castle to the northwest, so he prefers to keep his distance and stays in Falkreath. An Altmer named Runil protects the Arkay Chapel in Falkreath and his assistant Kust, who guards the cemetery, stays quiet about his intimidating presence. 

There are rumors of another Argonian named Veezara who is with the Dark Brotherhood located nearby. He is perhaps one of the last members of the extinct Shadowscale order, the organization that saw him born and raised. He is curious about this Argonian and their possible connection, but he does not care enough, and that part of his life is already buried. 

Now on his travels, he is willing to offer his gift in the arts of vampirism at a fair price, allowing him to pay for improvements to his weapons, armour, and hopefully, one day fund his own coven/fold in a castle of his choosing. Anyone who dares stand in his way will face ruin.


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