The gnomes are a race that is closer to the fey than any other. Living deep in the forests of Deoraicht since time immemorial, it is thought that they are the descendants of fey exiles. Indeed, for a great time they were the servants of Paluna, and traveled the world as rarely-seen wanderers, tinkers who sold goods and gave gifts. It was said that to rob a gnome brought the luck of the dead, and to be given a gift by one a sign of the favor of the gods.
Since the cataclysm, the gnomish people have been lost, not knowing what to do. Paluna is dead, and the ways to the Feywild are gone. Only on Deoraicht is there a hint of the Fey, and even this is subtle and far-off.
The gnomes who wander out into the world are often ill-prepared, and fated to suffer in a world that does not lightly suffer their naivety, innocence and childish wonder. Those who survive are often twisted into bitter, cruel and independent souls, who have long since forgotten the reason for starting on their journey – but unable to return home due to the cynicism that has taken root in them.