Wiley is a young man, perhaps 20 summers or less, with a plain, honest look to his face. He wears dark wool trousers, a long sleeved shirt and leather shoes, his only armor being a sleeved fencer's doublet that looks too thin to stop a sword. His dress emphasizes freedom of movement over protection.
At his side is a saber and buckler. A large rugged clip point knife also shares his belt next to a pouch. He is otherwise unladen.