Tall people take themselves much too seriously sometimes. It seems that every time I am in a dungeon, it is a dwarf or a gnome who lightens the mood. Or, if the mood is lightened, look down. You'll see the source of good cheer.
Take this little mage for example:
Shorties get the job done. Love watching a gnome DK or warrior tank: the David v. Goliath tune always inspires.
Here in my real world, we had a few days of heat, and now it's back to Darkshire days. Yesterday in a meeting I was telling a friend about my admiration of sparky gnomes facing down big brutes, and realized I had a smile on my face for the first time all day. I am smiling now. Kisses, little gnomes. You don't make room to be judgmental.