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Name: Evan Fohlmann

Other Names: The Fixer

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Appearance:

He is a young man and would be in the prime of his life but for his addiction which has thinned him immensely. His body is gaunt. He looks like a specter, frail body and haggard face, deeply set eyes and dirt everywhere. It's the eyes though that usually catch those aware. His eyes are an icy blue which seem to leap out because they look so clear compared to the rest of the grunginess.

Equipment:

[The Pistov -
An archaic pistol that bears heavy resemblance to the .45 Schofield revolver. The differences are that there are no identifying marks on the weapon other than the neatly carved name 'Pistov' on the wooden handle. The wood is unidentifiable, though seems to be closely related to shittim wood. Though so far the weapon has proved most resilient, there are clear marks of wear and tear, as if the gun is of great age. Though Gaia's magic changed some properties of the gun, it still operates much the same as it did before. No other caliber but .45 will work with the gun.

The Fixer's Bag -
A leather satchel that carries what Evan calls his 'lifeline'. Heroin, hidden under a refuse of garbage.
Contains:
-CocaCola bottlecaps, 3-count.
-Paper chewing gum wrappers, 7-count.
-Half-eaten hotdog wrapped in tin-foil.
-Battered and nearly empty Zippo lighter.
-Crumpled cigarettes, 6-count.
-Cigarettes in various stages of use, 2-count.
-Various dry foodstuffs, 3-count
-Toothpicks, 5-count.
-Tissues, used or otherwise, 3-count.
-Flask of gin, half-empty.
-Heroin and needles (purposefully unspecific here)
-Lint.

History:



Abilities:

Point And Shoot - Exactly what it says on the tin. Evan is no marksman, about as much as the average male who goes to the range once a month to shoot.

Voices In My Head - Evan has a genetic disease that is slowly degenerating his brain. At the current stage he just has hallucinations. These hallucinations appear as a twisted version of himself, someone who looks exactly the same but to Evan there are things about him that scream horror. Most notably there is something 'wrong' with his eyes, or his face and sometimes he just seems as a black outline. These hallucinations never hurt him but act as his subconscious, meaning it only speaks of things Evan already knows or might suspect. Sometimes, Evan seeks out advice from his hallucinatory doppelganger. The doppelganger is affectionately known as ********.