The moon shone brilliantly against the inky black sky as a chill wind blew and dark clouds moved over the hills. A shadow passed over a tree with a large nest. A giant brown feathered hawk sat scouring the horizon. The flickering night lights of a large city nearby, a great hunting ground. It took off from its perch with a mighty flap from the high tree flying past a stone tower where the cries of those stationed to it could be heard an alarm was then sounded, a swoosh of a bullets whizzed near the hawk but it dodged it and the others that came after it with grace. It flew for a short while before entering into the city limits. Below. It dove down, cutting through the air as it made its way into the lower districts buildings. Names flew by, a large metal factory with dozens of glass windows called Morson & Company. A dark red theater with a large sign with lit up neon letters that read: Green Gate film. A small white walled shop with a black roof with a large sign that had a large blue gem on it and under that it was named Bordin's Gems and Jewels. There were many tall metallic cylinder shaped towers topped with ramparts and covered with many glass windows which had many light sources coming through them due to the residents that lived within. There were Runebuggies, Runecycles and other larger vehicles that sped this way and that. The streets were packed with people trying to make it from one location to another. as people heard the flapping of large wings, screams of surprise and fear sounded from below as many dove for cover. The hawk flew onward.
With a flap it rose above most of the buildings and came to the Dwarven district. High towers that reached towards the heavens were visibly lit against the night sky. Several individuals could be seen moving among the ramparts. The lower section held many more bright lights and sounds could be heard everywhere. Large glowing signs read Tuckmire's Red Stone Casino, Orsins moving factory, Woden's Tavern. The hawk flew on until it reached a well lit assembly. Many Dwarves sat wrapped in thick wooly clothes watching one particularly plump Dwarven individual who stood speaking at a podium. The hawk then dove down, opening its large clawed talons. The figure at the podium cut off mid-speech looking up in complete terror; he began screaming eyes on the hawk. His scream rose in volume, amplified by the microphone in front of him. Many of the wooly wrapped individuals began covering their ears and looking around in confusion. Several individuals jumped to the side as soon as they saw the flying menace. The plump Dwarf turned to run, but he was too slow. The hawk snatched him by the shoulders and flew off, leaving screaming voices behind.
Sirens could be heard as the Knights began to give chase. So what would your character be doing at this time and would they try to help, hinder or ignore the situation at hand?