Simon Dubois/Introduction

He's traditionally handsome--fairly tall and well built. His dark hair is always neatly kept, and has streaks of silver. He always dresses well, in designer clothing. It's a wolf dressing in sheep's clothing though--he's never able to fully shed that air of menace that lingers around him. It's felt fully when you stare him in the eyes. There's something wrong about his eyes, even when they're obscured by glasses.

Simon can pretend to be a good person. He can smile politely and act like a gentleman. But it's, at best, a thinly applied ruse. There's always something off-putting about him. Maybe it's the cruel curl to his grin while he plots, or the sleezy way he treats the world as something to conquer, or... maybe it's the way he sometimes stares at you: wild-eyed, unhinged, almost possessed.

Simon is a Boston native, but has lived in Philly for nearly ten years now, and has slowly worked on integrating himself into society. He's well known as a rich bastard among the elite and a ruthless smuggler among criminals. A year ago he was thrown into Mage society after an encounter with a rumored abyssal relic, the details of which have been carefully obscured by the Mysterium.