Wind and sticks, a bow and arrow was all that was, just wind and sticks.
He was the archer for the court, and could bring down anything. That was, until the stupid little upstart showed up a cousin of the Baron.
How could he help it that the idiot was downrange when he let loose with an arrow and it pierced his side, sending his host to the hospital and his soul to the Baron, screaming for vengeance.
The Baron went to the Earl, who went to the Duke, who went to the King, who summoned Archer, and sent him out of Arcadia with the quest to find a lizard walking on two legs, and to bring it back to him.
He heard that some existed, strangely enough, in a place called Lemuria. In fact, there were hundreds, thousands of these lizards. All he had to do was kill one, and bring it back to Arcadia. Simple right?
(aaaaand, the writer passed out.)