A holy warrior and legendary artisan. Little is certain about the Forgewielder but this much is true.
He was a dwarven man and an ardent follower of Bahamut. His skill as a smith was unrivaled in this age or any age. To wield one of his masterworks is to hold Bahamut’s might in your hands. He himself swung a battle hammer in the shape of an anvil, though some argue it was in fact an anvil turned hammer. What is clear is that it served both functions.
He was part of a secret organization, the Ivory Masquerade, and during his time in its ranks vanquished numerous evils. He was known to work Bahamut’s divine words into raw divine power that could vaporize enemies in a blinding flash. He gave no quarter to his foes and wasted no time in pursuit of justice.
Though his true strength lied in his heart, for the Forgewielder was as kind as he was skilled. It is well known that he acted as a surrogate father to numerous children who would otherwise be abandoned. He taught each of his sons and daughters his own craft and expected nothing in return.
He was patient, tolerant, and deeply faithful. He understood that to believe did not mean one had all the answers. Instead, it was enough to simply walk the path of Platinum.