Mardram is tiny, soft-spoken, and painfully shy. They are shadowed at all times by their attendant, Indrid, so that their more confident companion might relay their words to the rest of the pack. They serve as the sole augur for the supplicant devotees, who rely on their prophetic interpretations to weather disaster.
They spend most of their time tucked away in the pack's seasonal base camps, scrutinizing the remains of kills brought in by hunting parties.
