Hans, the beggar and Chan Ti
With no interference from Chan Ti, the exchange between the red headed man and the beggar continues.
"Come on, Hans. Can't a poor orphan rest under the sun by this fine establishment ?"
"Get up, you leaky bastard ! We don't want you begging or snooping around our clients." The red headed man, Hans apparently, firmly grabs the beggar by one arm and put him back on his feet.
"Alright, alright ... No need to get all worked up. I'm moving already." The beggar takes time to pick up his cup and his crutch and then slowly and awkwardly starts to walk away. After a while, Hans turns his back from the beggar to face Chan Ti. "And you, what do you want ?" The young beggar uses this opportunity to make a rude gesture toward the bouncer but then keeps on walking.
From what Chan Ti can see and judge (ooc: just fyi, a wisdom roll was made), Hans is probably a veteran of several bar fights but the half-elf believes he's at least quicker then the bouncer. Things might get ugly if the bigger man elects to use the spiky club hanged on his belt.
Hans listens closely the to half-elf's request but he's quick to turn him down. "Me and my boys are handling security just fine. We don't need extra muscle right now ... and beside I wouldn't hire a skinny fancyboy like you for this kind of job. Just come later and enjoy the gambling."