Despite his name, this man isn't remarkably tall: he reaches just a little bit over 5 feet and 6 inches (168cm). He nevertheless has the build of a very strong man: broad shoulders and muscles well visible, although not in an unnatural way, all over his body. Aside from his belly, its nice half-sphere shape suggesting that he doesn't lack food or ale. His hair, kept at medium length, has a dark blonde colour, as well as his chin curtain beard. His skin is a nice light tan, completing his ordinary look along with a pair of brown eyes. His face would be even quite attractive, were it not for his crooked nose. By his looks, he isn't any younger than twenty and any older than thirty.
His hands are relatively large, with big palms and shorter, thicker fingers, and they are very callused; whatever his business is, it is certainly harsh on them.
His voice is deep and it sounds soft and warm most of the time. It can sound quite intimidating as well.

He carries a knife in a sheath by his belt. Plain, rather long, a compromise between "stabby" and "slashy".
He owns other implements of death (and survival) as well. A sword, a shield, a mace, an armour... He just doesn't carry them around all the time.
The sword is quite a peculiar thing. Its length of 44 inches and the cruciform hilt definitely make it akin to the longsword, but the blade has a single edge and it's curved inwards. The proportions are also slightly different from those of a longsword, the waisted hilt measuring a full foot of length.