Hawk

‘Hey there! The name’s Hawk, and if you’ve heard of the legendary pilots from the old days, you might have caught a whisper or two about me. I’m the guy who can make a rocket belt dance in the sky like nobody’s business. Hovering? Child’s play. But don’t expect me to be a swift bird when I’m hang gliding—I’m more like a boulder trying to take flight. My reflexes are as sharp as a spoon, and I’ve crashed more times than I’d like to admit. But here’s the kicker: I’ve got stories that could curl your hair. From the syndicate’s secretive dealings to close calls that would make your heart race, I’ve seen it all. And while my Portuguese might be a little rusty, my tales sure aren’t. So, you in for a ride, or what?’