<div class="floatleft">(https://s6.postimg.org/tb41idxoh/Trappoppy_Goblin_Bust.png)</div><strong>Tictic</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13177423#msg13177423)<br/><em>Outlander Goblin Sorcerer 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Emperor's Flagon: Hallway<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Tictic's snores, loud enough to be heard through the door to his room, cut off with a snort as the goblin woke. His mouth felt like a gravel pit and his breechcloth was tented up with a raging case of morning wood. He groaned and rolled out of the bed, landing on the floor with a thump.<br/><br/>After a few minutes struggling with the chamber pot and gargling a bit of water from a pitcher left inside the door, he felt slightly better, though his penis still seemed more excited to greet the morning than he was. It was a rather glum and disheveled Tictic that trudged into the hall, dragging his hammer with one hand and trying to hold his breechcloth down over his stiffy without much success. He looked up and down the hall with bleary eyes, brightening slightly when he saw Andrea.<strong>"Haaay Andiiii..."</strong>He called out laconically as he gave the aasimar a lazy wave, releasing his breechcloth and allowing his boner to bob up into full view in the process.<br/>