Snippet #2404583

"Oh oh!" Glixenheimer cried out. Another chance to introduce himself! These were fine days, fine days indeed. Aside from everyone back home being dead, but you simply could not win them all.

Standing at his full height, Glixenheimer takes a deep breath. No one could stop him this time. "I am Techno-Engineering Assassin Glixenheimer Bolargian Jibbnoticous, Former Grand-Master of the Thirtieth-by-Fifteenth Largest Under-precinct pertaining to Gnomish and other Underdwelling Folk, in the second Quarter of the Grand Capital City of Nalinathris, Greatest Mountain-home and Elf-land, in which the Gnomish Folk of the Iron Kingdom placed residence Aeons ago. My species is Gnome! And I am a skilled Technologicalifcate Engineer!"

Glixenheimer took another deep breath. He'd had to cut his title shorter than he wanted to. He was out of practice, he felt. Then he noticed the 'woman' sitting behind the desk. Trotting over, he stood just within sight, almost right up next to it. "Hello! Did I say my name close enough? Do you need it again? Who are you?" He was talking a mile a minute by this point, so excited was he. Tugark and Samsara had almost fallen out of his mind completely.