From Kumel's angular face, his large dark green eyes take in everything around him.  Humor and normal banter seem to elude him.  Perhaps a subtle smile plays across his lips as he sees a small child placing an injured fieldmouse into an ant bed to the raucous acclaim of his mates.  Kumel's jet black hair is pulled back into a severe short ponytail that accentuates his narrow features.  He is fair to look upon, though in an alien sort of way.  Is he part elf?  His ears are definitely pointy.  Middle-aged most would judge him to be.  He stands 6' tall and is of average build.  By most standards, he is unusually clean and fastidious.  At his mature age, he still has all of his teeth.

Though his hands deny the rough life of a laborer, he is a jack-of-all-trades. On his left hand is a sturdy ring of brass, while on his right is a gold ring with a green stone.  In his left ear, he has a small metal stud with an odd shiny black stone. His wide black belt is of some unusual fine leather that has many small pouches and two daggers with black bone handles.  High soft black boots adorn his feet.  A well crafted steel-shod ebony staff is his preferred weapon.

Normally, he wears durable loose brown pants and a tan tunic.  On formal occasions, he is resplendent in a tailored black satin shirt, pants and cloak.  The inner lining of this cloak and intricate piping of his shirt are in a deep emerald green.