Uzgob pierces through the forests edge, his charges ferocity matched only by his murderous bellow as he barrels down on his winged foe. Suddenly, the large Orc is airborn, his axe held aloft over his head as he brings its keen edge bear, biting deeply into the wyverns soft underbelly. His momentum carries him forward, his axe tearing through the beast, a shower of viscera and gore exploding behind him. Uzgob hits the surface of the water hard, the magic cast on him stopping him from enjoying its refreshing coolness.
B:"I'm also going to take the stinger."
DM:"Before that, roll a listen check guys."
DM:"Okay, go ahead then."
B:"Uzgob walks to his fallen enemy, a feral grin dominating his features. 'Uzgob is crusher of Dragons! None are mightier!' With a final swing, Uzgob cleaves the beasts deadly stinger, attaching it to his belt."
R:"Big'un, that was just damned impressive."
B:"Little man will learn to crush like Uzgob someday, Uzgob will even teach little man!"
R:"I'm not so sure you could teach anyone Uzzy."
B:"Uzgob is professor in crushanomics! Uzgob teaches with the might of ten teachers!"
B:"The science behind the crush!"
C:"I had no idea there was an underlying mechanic to crushing."
B:"Oh of course, and none know it like Uzgob does!"
R:"Please then, enlighten us oh wise one. What is the scientific process behind crushing?"