Agamaran looks like he is only in his mid-thirties. His skin is still smooth but his face has a sullen and experienced look to it. His gray eyes are cold and uninviting and his complacent expression usually brings strangers to the conclusion that he is an unruly person and one not to be crossed with.

He is highly hygienic and his face is clear of any hairs. He also usually wears his jet-black curled hair short. He stands at six-foot-three; not a looming height, but a height that commands a certain air of challenge. His build is mild and is not noticeable and is usually hidden well among the clothes he wears.

He holds an educated accent, one that might hint of a certain nobility, but the tone in his words can only be described well enough with a certain air of arrogance.