Star City Escapade

He stood down the street with a trick arrow nocked on his longbow.  Keith had a pickpocket in his sights.  Ready.  Aim.  Fire!  The arrow whizzed through the arrow and the tip opened up into a boxer's glove. 

"Ugh!"

The pickpocket was nailed in the back of the head.  Another trick arrow nailed him in the back of the knee, and he buckled to the ground.  "Hahaha!" Archer, as Keith aptly named himself, started down the street to recover the stolen goods.