Corvan is a bit taller than the average man. He is quite lean, with little body fat and just a bit of trained wiry muscles. Though behind all the wide and dark cloth he uses to shroud his body, it is hard to estimate his physique.

Indeed his regular equipment tends to cover his entire body, not a bit of skin becomes revealed.
The outfit he is wearing appears a bit military-like, functional and made for good maneuverability. What stads out on it might be the mask. A set of mechanical goggles glow in a faint light within his hood. It is clear that they possess some sort of vision enhancing properties. The lower half of his face is covered by a strange breathing apparatus. He inhales through the filter cartridges on the sides and exhales through the masks slits along the front. This creates a bit of an uncommon raspy noise and makes his deep voice sound a bit muffled and hollow.
An other thing that is worth to mention is the multitude of gadgets wich is attached to his gear. Several vials, flasks, scroll cases, tools and pouches dangle from various belts and straps around his body. Looks like he wants to be prepared for every occasion.

Last but not least, what to find under the mask.
A man in his late 30's with short dark brown hair. He has slighty rugged, yet attractive features. The constantly present scruff underlines his masculine look. His dark brown eyes look intelligent, calm, almost a bit cold. His facial expression reflects the eyes expression, reserved and hard to enchant with a smile.