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Dead Before Daylight is an Alternate Universe Urban Fantasy role play in a world where supernatural creatures and humans exist side by side – at least, some of them do. Creatures like witches, pixies and satyrs live and work as openly as any human. They commonly hold positions of power in government and are afforded every right and protection.

Other creatures are not so lucky. Those believed threats to humankind and other benign creatures are still persecuted and oppressed. Beings like vampires and werewolves are still forced to live largely in hiding, as they are not afforded the protections of law.

Such blacklisted creatures have created a haven for themselves in the small city of Dawnbreak; but their sanctuary is becoming increasingly threatened by the arrival of outsiders. In the meantime a menacing power is lurking in the forests and increasingly beginning to threaten the town as people begin to go missing, and mangled bodies are beginning to be discovered in and around the woodlands.

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The young woman stepped into the tavern and pulled down her hood, which was wet from the rain, like the rest of her. She walked toward the back corner, finding her favorite table unoccupied. She expected someone she knew would show up sooner or later and she'd probably say hello, perhaps have a drink with them, but for now she was content to sit alone.

She ordered a drink from the wench that bustled around the room and leaned back against the wall to just relax. It wasn't quiet per se and certainly not a peaceful atmosphere, but it was nice break from being surrounded by her family and having to often interact with strangers. Here she was surrounded by people, but people who didn't care about her and most of them probably didn't even register her presence. She was a pretty girl who might draw attention from some patrons, but she looked nothing like the beautiful noblewoman. Her hair was unstyled, held back from her face in a low ponytail tied by a leather cord. She dressed like a man, in loose trousers and a beige simple tunic. Her black cloak she'd set aside to dry. No jewelry, no flowing dresses, no makeup. She was just another person sitting in the tavern drinking an ale.

Marcus King

Marcus had had no idea what happened when he was transported to the new time period. One minute, he was sitting at home watching Netflix, and the next he was awaking in a filthy alley with the sounds of strange voices going by. Needless to say, he had been rather ruffled by the whole affair but luckily, an older woman took him in and dressed him, fed him, and calmed him down when she saw him wandering through the streets of the medieval village. Now it was a few days later, and Marcus was brave enough to wander outside once more and take stock of his surroundings. Perhaps he would even be able to find a way back.

After a few minutes of aimless walking, the man found himself at a tavern- or whatever bars were called back then- or now.... Marcus gave a small groan and shook his head. Whatever it was, he needed a drink. He ducked inside and ordered an ale with a few coins he had found on the ground. After a while, he began to look around and noticed a beautiful girl sitting in the corner. Why not hit on a girl when you saw one, even in medieval times? He stood from his seat at the bar and sauntered over with a confident smile. "Hello, there."

Vasilisa Malikov

Lissa glanced up, instantly skeptical when she saw the young man there. By his clothes he was a low-class citizen like the rest of the people in the tavern, aside from herself, but he had an arrogance that she rarely saw. Perhaps it came from his good looks. He definitely had that going for him. "Hello," she said calmly. Though she'd grown up in the area, her voice carried a faint Russian accent. She didn't smile, didn't give any inviting signals. She had to deal with enough males courting her to win her hand in marriage. She didn't need a man bothering her who probably wanted to mess around. She'd met plenty of unsavory men here, though she doubt this one spend much time at the whorehouse.

Marcus King

Marcus noted that she hadn't smiled but that fact didn't deter him; he was simply curious about meeting new people and didn't necessarily want any sort of relationship with the girl. "I must say, it's rather unusual to see a young woman such as yourself in a place like this. Any particular reason?" He gave her a friendly smile to, hopefully, indicate that he was merely being curious and there was nothing insidious about his question.

Vasilisa Malikov

"I like it here," Lissa replied, a seemingly odd response but not a dishonest one. She eyed him, curiosity nagging at her. It would be the death of her someday. "What about you? Haven't seen your face before. You new to town?"

Marcus King

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