Jack's Right Hand Man wrote:
The vorpal sword goes snicker-snack. The Yeti lord's arm flys free, twirling lazily through the story sky.
The filthy ape creature falls prone, bleeding profusely
A huge dirty-white-pelted ape creature strides up to the Steel Tsar, his fur encased in crudely-forged platemail. A wicked-looking flensing polearm is gripped in one knobby fist. A horde of similar creatures follow behind him. He stops and bows to the armored behemoth.
I have come bringing the Yeti Horde as commanded, my lord. The burly ape-creature rumbles in a basso tone.