Somewhere in Eoforwic, Brytene
Aethelred was tired. He had had way too much meth and now he was crashing, and the insane high was replaced by a feeling of melancholy. He was slumped at a table outside a Cuban bar, down one of the little medieval alleyways of the ancient nightclub town. At some point he'd had a companion, an attractive woman perhaps, but she was gone now and he wasn't particularly bothered. His private party had started before lunch, and now the sun was setting on a humid spring evening, the shadows growing longer as the first partygoers began to fill up the streets, cheerfully sober but intent on changing that with copious amounts of alcohol.
Blinking, he found that a dark figure had sat at his table, placing down a watermelon man cocktail and sitting opposite the burnt-out Aethelred.
Aethelred tried to focus on the guy, but he looked...furry, fuzzy. Like a shadow, but with blazing green eyes.
"Having fun? Your brain is like a fireworks display, no?" asked the newcomer, his voice rumbling and high pitched at the same time.
"Screw you." replied Aethelred halfheartedly.
"This is not a very nice thing to say." scowled the newcomer, his eyes narrowing. He leaned back, sipping at his watermelon man, and Aethelred yelped. He felt a sudden pain as the man kept sipping. He suddenly felt itchy. His head was aching even worse than normal, and he began to feel dizzy. His body hurt. The man kept drinking. Aethelred started to scream. Onlookers began to cry out, their attention drawn by the man's screams.
The newcomer finished his drink and threw it up into the air. It did not stop, flying up into the clouds. Aethelred croaked, and fell out of his seat. A woman screamed. Aethelred had been completely drained of fluid, an empty dry husk.
Laughing, the newcomer stood and ran into one of the small alleyways nearby. A couple of bystanders rushed after him, but he was already gone.
Later that day
The story was all over the news. Brytene was a modern, liberal country, and amateur footage captured by a Japanese tourist had already made it onto most major online platforms. The Brytisc government was officially launching an investigation into the situation, and preliminary Weard reports suggested it was gang-related, as the victim was known to be a meth addict.
What the media could not explain, however, was the gruesome nature of the man's death, nor the identity of the mysterious dark figure who seemed to possess supernatural powers....
OOC - Please read the spoiler above if you haven't already! Introduce your character in any way you see fit, whether they're sat in a nearby pub discussing events or investigating their own way