The dwarf grew a sneer as the bar thug rose from his chair. "Ah'll smash you with mah bare hands, ya stupid li'el bastard!" Uregor the Humble gently pushed aside his accumulated bar wenches, then lept up three feet in the air and connected his slappin' fist, bedecked with the Ring of Great Bling, with the thug's face. The thug fell like something inclined towards being perpendicular to the earth.

Uregor slowly returned to the earth and uttered, "That is a ruffian's reward for interrupting the wenching of Uregor the Humble. He is smacked down like the peep, with the back of my bard-hand!" The wenches cooed their approval. (The Rubion Sword p. 330)