Ri'am appears as an aging friar. Bald with a halo of wild white hair; he sports a neatly trimmed beard the color of dirty snow. Brown homespun robes cinched with a belt of common hemp rope strain over a generous belly and rounded profile. Rosary beads hang low around his neck with a cross at the end. Simple ox hide sandals are strapped to his feet. A meager looking coin purse is tucked into his belt and seems to be the only thing of worth on his person. His voice is pious as if even simple conversation has the potential to become a sermon at any moment. For the most part his manner is that of a harmless old man spreading the word of god to the masses. His eyes though seem out of place, dark brown orbs, sharp and clear with intelligence, that seem somehow wicked.