07-10-2014, 02:51 AM
Astien led the two men into his carriage and made for his dresser. He pulled out his sleepwear, which consisted of a large shirt and loose fitting pants. Or rather, what used to be a large shirt and loose pants. The pants fit him well enough, though they were trapped beneath his large belly, but the shirt was even worse. Astien did his best to pull the shirt over his tummy, but it would go no further than about half an inch below his popped-out belly button. Even then, the shirt seemed insistent on riding up to sit atop his prodigious belly. Astien seemed unglazed by this, however. It was only sleepwear. Astien turned to Cormac. "How do I look?" He asked sarcastically.
I'm just here for a laugh
