Brelgh and Olga’s youngest son, Iram is just starting his apprenticeship with his father. Carefree and light, Iram has a tendency to lose his head in the clouds, and sometimes seems to have trouble telling his fantasies from reality. The truth is that Iram is terribly bright and knows full well the difference between fantasy and reality; he just refuses to accept that the boring nature of peasant life—surviving, not living, as he sees it— isn’t worth dwelling upon. Resistent to the quashing of his dreams, he pretends every prank is some noble adventurer or another will desperately need to save the day— and in his fantasies, he is often that adventurer. Mischievious but never malevolent, Iram views his escapades as grand adventures— stealing a pie is diving into a dragon’s den and returning with its treasure horde; the teasing of the town’s girls is his version of rescuing them from vicious brigands and outlaws— the stolen kiss is, of course, his just reward for his daringdo and selflessness!
Of his brothers, he is the least like his mother, and of everyone in the town, he is the most likely to hare off on some tale or to become an adventurer some day himself. Unknown to everyone thus far, Iram possesses the spark of wizardry, a gift probably inherited from his mother.