There’s only one solution to all of this: Fish arrows.
That’s right. Fish Arrows.
In the middle of battle you reach into your quiver for another arrow and, what’s this? A fish? Without a second thought, without losing a beat, you send that fish flying…
It is important to note that suddenly, and against all probability, a fish had been called into existence into a strange environment. And since this is not a naturally tenable position for a fish, this innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identity. This is what it thought as it flew. ‘Ahhh! Whoa! What’s happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What’s my purpose in life? What do I mean by ‘who am I’? Okay, okay, calm down, calm down, get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? It’s a sort of a tingling in my… well, I suppose I better start finding names for things. Let’s call it a… tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, what’s this roaring sound, whooshing past what I’m suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It’ll do. Yeah, this is really exciting! I’m dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There’s an awful lot of that now, isn’t it? And what’s this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like ‘Ow’, ‘Ownge’, ‘Round’, ‘Ground’! That’s it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it’ll be friends with me? Hello Ground!’ …
Curiously, the only thing that went through the mind of Soul Keeper as it fell, was: ‘Oh no, not again.’
Just sayin.