The dragonfolk chuckles. "Yeah, you know better than to worry about me!" He pats his distended gut, showing off his victory in battle. "As you can see, I've been a little busy. I just came from Rodenttown; managed to fend off the feral's assault. What a night, huh?"<br/><br/>Geno turns at the sound of those across the street. "Sure, I'll be right there!" He nods at the human and the raccoonfolk before moving to the cart to help free the cart.<br/><br/>[Strength check: 1d20(20) + 10 = 30; outcome: pass]