Sepulos is a 40 year-old man of middle height. He has white skin, inclining towards the lighter shades of brown, and his eyes are an intense blue. He has short brown hair that is thinning at the top. He wears a short, neat beard. Both hair and beard are still mostly brown, but there are quite a few silver streaks visible, with more appearing all the time. He has a medium-sized nose and good teeth which shine when he smiles, though his face habitually wears an aspect of deep, somber rumination, as though he is mentally in a different place from where his body happens to be at any given moment. This air of intellectual abstraction, and the deep lines which have developed in his countenance and around his eyes through attempting to solve abstruse problems, make him easily identifiable as a scholar of some sort. His figure is naturally strong and well-shaped, though his sedentary lifestyle and disposition towards bodily ease and the pleasures of food have contributed to his developing excess fat, such that he is now at least 50 pounds overweight and--needless to say--out of shape. Sepulos typically wears the common garments of his class--a loose flowing robe, with breeches underneath. He prefers black or dark brown colors, as well as red. When he set out on his journey to Gilgamar, he put on his fine black knee-length traveling boots, along with a warm cloak of fine red wool, with a capacious hood and bound at the chest with a brooch of silver in the shape of the ancient Elvish symbol, the "Rose of the West".