Appearance:  Rabbi Garfunkel is 5'6" and looks about as you'd expect a rabbi to look - black suit, white shirt, black hat. He has a medium length grey beard which he strokes thoughtfully very often. His shadow, if you look closely, has horns as well as legs and feet that look like a chicken's.

Personality: When he's in public, Rabbi Garfunkel tries very hard to make sure people don't find out about the possession. He's jovial, knowledgeable, and compassionate, especially to his congregation. Once people find out, however, he becomes wrathful and violent, resorting to killing those people to keep his secret.

Bio:  Simon Garfunkel was born in Budapest to narrow escapees from the reprecussions of World War II. He grew up with one mantra: his parents could not afford to be proud of their Jewishness, and therefore it must fall to him, in this new country, to show pride in his heritage and keep their family name alive. It is with this mindset that informed his decision at 20 years old to be a rabbi - and he studied his ass off for it, finally earning the title at 22 years old and becoming the youngest person ever to lead the synagogue where his family were members.

He got older. He married, had children, and saw the synagogue swell to over 3000 congregants, as well as the influx of tourists to the famous landmark of Hungarian Jewry. And he was getting stressed. He was fielding questions from congregants, meeting heads of other houses of worship, and trying to be there for his own family, and he was damn near ready to quit…

...until he received a package. In the package was a box, made of wood and with Hebrew words carved on its sides. Attached was a note: “For when you’re desperate.” Adn boy, was he ever desperate. He just needed strength - a little bit of mental fortitude to get him through each and every day. And so Rabbi Garfunkel opened the box.

And it was ｢The Boxer｣ who closed it.

Well, it was still Rabbi Garfunkel… kind of. It looked like Rabbi Garfunkel. It sounded like Rabbi Garfunkel. Hell, if you asked it its name, it would say “Simon Garfunkel.”

But it was most definitely not human.

It was a dybbuk - a demon from Jewish mythology - and some idiot rabbi, in a moment of weakness, let it out of its box. And now, wearing the guise of that idiot rabbi, it’s lying in wait… gaining strength… planning...