Tim pulls the hood of his poncho further down as he ducks into the alley after the group of Bulldogs that hopes to accost a newcomer but stops when he sees the man take a swing at one of the men.

He's at least a fighter but his moves are sloppy so Tim moves forward to join the fight, his bo-staff snapping out to its full length.

"What they've got is the number advantage but perhaps I can help you in that regard," Tim announces himself before one of the gang members takes the staff across the nose.