Snippet #2479600

Xanthodont Jr. suddenly seemed much more lively and excitable as he saw what appeared to be a human woman, dressed in a red hood and cape with calm demeanor and a strangely ageless appearance, though Xanth Jr. was one to talk of strange ageless appearances. She carried a pair of war axes, a leather bag slung over her shoulder, a little shiny bell that jingled in the wind, and an expression of nervousness mixed with curiosity, addressing it with ; "H-hello sir......madam....", obviously being unsure of the newcomer that literally fell from the sky, though the little member of The Purple Horde was fully convinced it was down to being gobsmacked by his impressive entrance, that was entirely done by mistake.
It stumbled over to her cheerfully, still feeling a bit unsteady from the fall, bringing it's bronze suitcase along with it and began replying energetically; "Good of the current chronological of the hour which be of the naming of day to the individual that is you! As of the genders in the greeting of that is in the directed at the sentient of the grey matter belonging to the being that is I, be sorely lacking in the confirmation of there of!"
It then outstretched one tentacle from where it stood in front of the Xanthodont-shaped opening to cheerfully blather; "I am of the naming, which of the group which is my kin, also be in the titles of, Xanthodont Jr., as of my brethren, which I was in the spawning, alongside of due to being of the origins to the exact f the same parent that would in the actually our mother, in the truth of we all of the being that is often a called, clones. What many in the occurrence of the possibility in the many chances of that their are numerous, be your name?"