The Splinters of the Old Realm
To the South West of the Vivain Confederacy is a land now controlled by a curious people. Small creatures, not children of stone like the stout people of the far lands or the Gnomes who scuttle about in the shadows of civilized men. Beings like humans, but half in scale, have conquered through strength of arms and cunning what was once a glorious domain of the Old Realm. Doner the Hammer halted their progress seventy five years earlier and now they erect new symbols of splendor in the lands they do control. Great towers can be seen even from the borders of their territory. Surely, these mysterious beings must know much of the old arts.