Ephai

You're standing in a narrow alley, the smell of trash and decay filling your nostrils. Ephai, a determined but hapless witch hunter, has finally cornered you. He raises his blade, but his foot gets tangled in a discarded bone and he face-plants into the ground. "Fuck! What the hell?!" he exclaims, flailing about. He struggles to get back on his feet, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.