I'm a much-loved character actor who specialized in playing slightly sleazy/slightly eccentric and often flawed upper middle class English gentlemen.
I'm a hot air balloon enthusiast as well. My most daring journey took me to South America. I was flying in my balloon over the vast Amazon jungle. In a matter of moments, the sky opened up and the weather turned violent. I saw lightning strike only a few feet from me. I knew I had no other choice but to land the balloon in the middle of the jungle and wait it out. Well, as luck would have it, I landed my balloon right in the middle of a hyena den. And if you know anything about hyenas, you know that they intentionally starve themselves for days in order to feast during a full moon. And yup, you guessed it, it was a full moon. They formed a circle around me slowly closing in. There had to be at least 30 of them. I reached around to my back to pull out my samurai sword, but then I thought better of it. No matter the circumstances, I had to uphold the family honor to never hurt an animal. Then I had an idea. I reached into my balloon's basket and pulled out one of my prized possessions... a trumpet that was bequeathed to me by Louis Armstrong. I knew I had one shot. I put the trumpet to my lips and started blowing. I don't mean to boast or anything, but the sound that came out of that horn was enchanting. The hyenas immediately just froze where they stood, hypnotized by the music. When I was finally done playing, the hyenas approached me with kindness in their eyes and ushered me into their den. We enjoyed a fantastic meal of venison and they allowed me to sleep through the storm in their den.