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Capital City, Crimson Hawk, Hawk's Log, Max Norton

Capital City: “The City at the Center of the World”

Some say it’s the greatest metropolis on the entire plane. I’m not sure about all that. But I do know that if you want to get into somethin’, you can find it in Capital City. By the way, if you didn’t know it yet, my name is Max. . . Max Norton. In my free time, I run my own towing service with my main man Pops and his wife Lika.

You know, at this point in my life, I would love to just sit back in my chair and simply rock most of the day away. At most, I’d like to catch a baseball game or two. Maybe work on my cars. . . But I can’t, something is happening to this city. The crime is oozing into the streets. With each second, the politicians are becoming more corrupt. And the citizens are becoming more afraid. The darkness is spreading and I can feel it festering in Capital City. I’m going to do whatever I can to help stop it.

“How?” you might ask. Well, the Almighty Creator blessed me with some, I guess you could say “gifts,” that can help me along the way. I can jump farther, shoot better, fight better, heal faster. . . (you get the picture) than most. I have yet to meet the man that can whoop me in a foot race. But, I know he’s out there.

Earlier I mentioned my business partners, Lika and Pops. Well they’re more then just partners, they are also my family. The only family that I’ve known.

You see, about 10 years ago they found me half dead, with no memory, in the jungles of Keyoshia. Ever since that day, we’ve been side by side. They nursed me back to health and helped me gain a sense of normalcy in my life. It was a little rocky between Pops and I in the beginning. But we got through it. Though it wasn’t easy, I could understand. If you had seen the destruction that was unleashed on their land, their home, you could see why he was so suspicious of me. I certainly could . . . I thank the Father they didn’t just leave me there to die.

Once I gained Pop’s trust, they began to train me. And not only did they train me in their ancient ways, it seemed like they knew something about everything! I guess that’s what happens when you’re one of the most brilliant minds in the history of the modern realm. I’m not just saying that; it’s written in the history books.

Together, we’ve become a pretty formidable force against folks who, in my opinion, are trying to destroy our world. For awhile it seemed like we could never stay in one place too long. Either we were being chased, or we were the ones doing the chasing. With all that we’ve discovered, there are still so many mysteries to solve . . .

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Adroit Comics, Capital City, Crimson Hawk, New Arkton, New Sienna

The ultimate man of mystery, even to himself, Max Norton is a man without a history — at least not one he remembers. Stricken with amnesia almost ten years ago, Max has been on a mission to discover who he is, and what really happened to him. You could call it an obsession, really. Faced with the same obstacles, there are many people who would have given up.

With no ties to the past, it’s awfully hard to make plans for the future. This simple fact has forced Max to live in the moment, and make the most of every second. He knows that whoever or whatever wiped out his memory certainly could have killed him. For his life, he’s thankful and counts his blessings everyday.

Though he is plagued with problems of his own, Max has not wallowed in pity, focused solely on his own needs. He has dedicated his life to helping others. Something deep, down inside, just won’t let him stop fighting for the innocent, even if it’s to his own detriment. Sometimes he thinks it must be ingrained in his soul.

When he woke up in the jungles of Keyoshi, all those years ago, he had no idea where he was, or who he was. In many ways, he’d even forgotten what he was. Had he been a good man? Had he done the right things in life? What could have led him to the moment when he seemingly lost everything? These were questions that he’d cried out to the heavens many times over the years. But what he didn’t realize is every one of his questions would one day be answered.

His uniform identified him as a soldier from New Sienna. Now, years later, he’s fighting to believe that he was good soldier, and praying that he had never hurt an innocent person. As he fights to be a champion for the people, he lives with a phantom of guilt, from a life he cannot remember.

Max’s amnesia was hard hitting, and had proven to be long lasting. Over the last decade, and only glimmers of the past have come through. As his eyes opened to the sound of his rescuers, he felt instantly alone and utterly confused. Though Max was far from a child, he felt like a newborn baby, but without the tender familiar coo of a mother’s voice.

But, thankfully, he was not alone. The blessing of being found by such compassionate and brilliant minds, could have only come from The Creator himself. The first voice he heard, was that of Likka, soothing and calm. The second belonged to Pops, her husband. And his voice was far from soothing. It was this couple who took him in, nursed him back to health, and taught him the truth about this world.

Ever since then, he’s been a champion on a mission to right many wrongs and discover his true identity. Little did he know, at the beginning of this journey, that he was destined to help save the world from chaos and destruction.

Read more in Adroit Comics Universe Issue # 1!

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Adroit Comics, Capital City, Capital City Gazette, Las Gracias, Local Government, New Sienna

Sirens could be heard all along South Las Gracias Blvd. in the wee hours of Saturday morning. Police were responding to an anonymous call from the Las Gracias Branch of The Bank of Vonderdom. The call reported a robbery in progress, however when officers arrived, they discovered a curious scene.

The night guards had been knocked unconscious at both the front door and vault entrance. When they were revived, they could not remember anything about the attempted robbery. But what police discovered in side the vault was even more puzzling.

Five men, who appeared to be the would-be bank robbers, were found tied up inside of the vault. They too were knocked unconscious. A huge shipment of freshly minted bills had been delivered to the bank only that very morning.The money was strewn allover the vault, as though the perpetrators were caught in the middle of their criminal deed.

It is believed that these men are tied to the criminal organization known only as “The Militia.” Had their attempts been successful, this would have been the fourth hit on Vonderdom Banks by The Militia in recent months. No one knows who they are, or what they are really after. When the officers were able to wake the crew of perpetrators, they tried to get some answers. But the robbers’ lips were steel traps.

Unfortunately, we still don’t have any real answers, because this case took on two more strange turns. When police went to review the security footage, all the tapes were gone. Detectives were left clueless as to who apprehended the perps.

Now, the police could get no info from the robbers on the crime scene. It was decided, of course, that they would be booked and interrogated at the precinct. The crew was loaded into the police van and headed straight towards the Las Gracias Police Headquarters. But much to their surprise and chagrin, the van was blindsided by the Militia. They had come for their compatriots.

Lucky for the police, no one was killed in the showdown, but needless to say, the Commissioner blew her top! She’s on a mission to find and bring down The Militia. Many people are wondering who they are, and we’ve had reports of curious phenomena surrounding this mysterious group of bandits. Now of course this could all be hearsay, but you never know. Stay tuned for details on The Militia Crisis and The Bank of Vonderdom robberies.

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