Excerpt from the Chronicle Book of the dwarven minstrel Gimdur, regarding his interview with the wandering smith Fimdi:
Fimdi was born in a small community of Dwarven families nestled deep in the Grey Mountains. This village had been settled generations ago, forgotten by time, and inhabited by a handful of families who tirelessly mined for ore in the caves under the mountains. They shared not only their labor but also their produce, food, and mostly iron and bronze metals they extracted from the earth.
One fateful day, Fimdi's family uncovered a treasure not seen for generations: a massive vein of gleaming gold! Driven by greed, they decided to keep this discovery a closely guarded secret, hoping to mine the precious metal as swiftly as possible and amass their wealth to move away from there. The weight of this secret was kept from Fimdi due to his young age and naivety at the time. One day, he ventured with a couple of young comrades for a skirmish to hunt wild beasts for hides and meat.
Upon their return, Fimdi was greeted by a scene of chaos and destruction. The secret had been somehow revealed during his absence, his family exposed in the village square, and their violent response in self-defense developed into a fight. The battle that ensued resulted in the tragic loss of his whole family, with two or three casualties on the other side.
Fimdi was detained as a traitor upon his arrival, and his claims of innocence fell on deaf ears. Because of his well-known kindness towards others, he was "only" expelled from the village with nothing more than a bag of his belongings, his cherished smithing tools, and his family's ancestral axe.
Now, a lone wanderer in Middle-earth, Fimdi roams the lands, offering his blacksmithing skills to those in need, hoping to regain the honor his family had lost. He aims to cleanse the dishonor by serving everyone he meets in his travels and the land itself.
Whether it's by repairing every armor and shield in the realm to pristine shape or going axe in hand to confront the Dark Lord and his army alone, he would go to his last breath in search of redemption.
With the goal of visiting every Dwarven historical place in the land, he departed to the South, evading Orcs and other perils, unaware of the adventures that the end of the Third Age would place in his path...
