Erika Schmidt, Blacksmith

Dunkeldorf Townsfolk Miniature - Erika Schmidt, Female Blacksmith Erika used to serve in the finest Zweihander regiment in the region, But after almost losing her leg in combat, she was forced to retire and return to Dunkeldorf where she was born and raised. For now she's stuck in a smithy hammering on an anvil all day long while all she longs for is to swing her zweihander in combat just one more time.

Painted by Nana Kronmark / CabanaMinis

Sculpted by Sonny Bundgaard / Imitation of Life Miniatures

Concept Art by: Mustafa Bekir / Spevna Studio

Background Buildings by Tabletop-World This white metal miniature is supplied unpainted and comes with a 25mm round slotta plastic base – No assembly is required. Scenic base and background diorama not included. Dunkeldorf is a line of 28-32mm Heroic Scale Fantasy Miniatures by King Games (That's us!). In March 2019 we launched our first Kickstarter introducing the townsfolk of Dunkeldorf and we plan to continue expanding the line in the future. Learn more about our line of miniatures at www.Dunkeldorf.eu and visit our Facebook Community here. A Page From the Dunkeldorf Tome: Erika The sound of a hammer hitting an anvil rang out over and over through the modest blacksmith’s workshop only to be interrupted by the occasional curse and rant from Erika Schmidt, the newly appointed blacksmith’s apprentice currently hammering on the anvil. “Gods be damned! Is this stupid contraption making my leg better or worse??!!” Erika shouted out as she paused to rub her leg. In truth, it wasn’t her injured leg that was aggravating Erika.. Not long ago, she was a soldier – serving in the finest Zweihander regiment in the region. But after almost losing her leg in combat, she was forced to retire and return to Dunkeldorf where she was born and raised. And now here she is, stuck in a smithy along with her brother, hammering on an anvil all day long while all she longs for is to swing her trusty zweihander in combat just one more time. “Snap out of it sister… Father would’ve been proud to see us working together, remember that. Now, why don’t you be a good lass and 'hop' over there and fetch me that mug of water?” Her brother said with a cheeky grin on his face. “Get your own damn mug of water! I might be your apprentice but I’m not your servant“ Erika shouted back. “Well, I know what you’re thinking about sister.. But you must accept that you won’t be doing any fighting anytime soon. Although… I have heard that our dear Burgomeister is looking for new guards. You could experience some serious Dunkeldorf action, like beating up drunks and hunting down smugglers and thieves. “ “Yea… no thanks. I’d rather have both my legs hacked off with a rusty axe than work for that fat, obnoxious bastard.. But then again, perhaps it would be preferable to working for my annoying little brother.. ” Her brother smiled, “Well, that’s the only sort of combat you’ll experience here in Dunkeldorf, so how about just accepting that this is your fate now and perhaps pass me that mug of water over there?“ Erika ignored him and started hammering on the anvil again, her thoughts once more wandering to her beloved zweihander, safely tucked away at home.