"Guys," Meepo said nervously, "wasn't that what happened last time. When you fought the dragon?" He walked over to the group huddling round the downed halfling. He walked to Jax and stood behind him. Stood, not hid. To Meepo, there was a big difference. "Not that I'm saying I don't want to fight a dragon, but... wait, what's that about a cut? There's some money here?" Meepo started to salivate. "I'll be able to make my sun gold!"