A lecherous rogue with a heart of gold. Volunteered to help Rossan-Valid through these hard times in exchange for fame. Loves hearing himself talk and mention how everything is fine while he's here. Is actually strong enough to back up his talk.

"Want to help me destroy that nest? The ladies'll love it you know, and I'm in the mood to share." Gael, proposing to go on a monster-hunting venture.

The father of Simon Torbon, Adventurer was also a warrior, and a pretty good one. He wielded steel and lightning magic proficiently, serving in the Forternian armies for a few years before choosing a life of wandering mercenary. Famed in Rossan-Valid for his actions during the Calamity the Four Beasts brought. A perverted man with a soft side for the weak.
 
Though he was no Demon himself, Gael behaved more like an Imperial than a proper Easternite. His demeanor and choices seemed odd for most, but his strength of arm more than made up for the awkardness he created.
 
Once after partying hard and drunk beyond healthy measure, he got the idea for a small group of mercenaries of any race that would get the job done. But he would die before seeing it come to life.