You're heard of a local gang that has been ruling the streets of the area you recently moved to. The Red Hawks. Each member has a red mohawk. You steered clear of them, but today, they found you.

As you leave your apartment block, a panther guy with a red mohawk and dressed like a punk is waiting at the exit. He grabs your shoulder.

You're new. About time you learned who owns these streets. Who to call to and who to answer to. The Red Hawks.