Evanovich

Name: Karl Evanovich
Closest Archetype: Squatter

The Skinny: Drek, why would I want to know a squatter? Well, who better to know about the streets than someone who lives on them? Evanovich is such a person, except, he doesn’t know that he’s a squatter. The deluded old man thinks that he’s the biggest fixer around.

Evanovich lives in an abandoned apartment complex. The complex was condemned long ago, but before it was, many of the people who had been living there began reporting paranormal encounters. Spirits live in that complex. Spirits and Evanovich.

Evanovich will meet with anyone who expresses an interest in him. He’ll only do so however, in a small room on the east end of the complex. The room is dark enough on one end that he can see the ‘customers’ without them being seen himself.

Evanovich knows virtually everything that is going on in his neighborhood but is completely unaware of the outside world. He doesn’t have electricity so he doesn’t watch the trid. He’ll play dumb to any question that involves things outside of his ‘hood. He’ll also insult the person asking the questions that he cannot answer.

Evanovich doesn’t have a cred exchanger or credstick account. Drek, he’s a squatter. What did you expect? Runners who want to deal with him need to provide cash (he doesn’t trust certified sticks), or food and booze. Any of the above will be equally persuasive.

Desc: The years have been hard on the Russian. He’s shriveled to a hunched 5’3” and has only skin left on his tired bones. Evanovich is 65 years old, the last 13 of which have been spent as a squatter. He dresses in wet rags and sleeps on moldy blankets. He needs a bath badly, but carries himself with uncanny pride.

Known Contacts:

Mercenary
Street Cop
Gang
Yakuza soldier