Somewhere, in some reality, something is moving really really fast in that direction.
"Hey, I actually enchanted something! Wow!"
"He’d look a lot more majestic up there if he weren’t wobbling all over the place!"
Teeth: small, durable, and full of potential, if one only knows how to tap it.
"Okay, so I can’t run. But look at me jump!"
Fear ye not the sorcerer’s might / for ye be wreathed in Baunumdraung’s light!
"How did you lose your arm?"
"Well you see, I fought this one bloke with a bizarre sword…"
Just as every religion has a unique emblem, so to do they have unique equipment that their more adventurous members make use of. These are some of those items.
Somehow, someway, a band of gnomes learns how to be ninjas. In fine gnomish style, they open an academy to teach this art to other gnomes. Wacky Hijinks ensue. Or the gnomes become some of the finest assassins in the land. Or both.