In the shadow of the Federation’s gleaming spires and corporate skylines, Fez Drugal makes his living where others see only ruin—among the wreckage of forgotten wars, derelict freighters, and rusted hulls adrift in deadspace. A third-generation junkyard salvager from the outer districts of Intaki V, Fez has always seen potential in scrap. While others chase glory or profit through sleek battleships and megacorp contracts, Fez prefers the freedom of the fringe and the hum of a half-functional afterburner rebuilt from five different wrecks.

His most cherished creation is the Vulturehawk, a Venture-class hot rod stitched together from Caldari industrial bones, Angel Cartel flair, and raw Gallente defiance. It's fast, loud, and barely holds atmosphere, but it’s a testament to Fez’s philosophy: if it flies, it’s fine.

Fez is known to operate out of independent stations and wormhole caches, trading favors, scrap, and secrets with outlaw engineers, rogue drone salvagers, and eccentric capsuleers. Despite his rough edges, he holds a deep respect for the craftsmanship behind every ship, even if he’s more interested in tearing it down than flying it clean.

He doesn't fight for honor, politics, or glory—Fez fights to keep flying, keep building, and maybe one day craft a ship so absurdly brilliant it makes even the Jovians scratch their heads.