Light Sparring (Private)(Z3R0169+Inspirational Quote)

The day was fresh as the cool morning air brushed past Ezeakieal's face. The smell of the salt permeated the beach grounds and the echos of his footsteps were blocked out by the sounds of the curling ocean tides. Ezeakieal running came to an abrupt halt, he stood along the expansive coast of Magnolia to take in the beauty of the site. The dark baby blue hue of the evening skies were just starting to brighten with an array of light colors. As he was staring Ezeakieal noticed a small island in the distance shaped like a crescent moon "That's not too far off. I think i might be able to make it there and back." He thought to himself. Ezeakieal slapped his face as he shouted "Alright it's not training if I don't push myself." He Jumped into the ocean and swam as fast as he could, keeping an eye on his destination. After a solid two hours of constant swimming through the sea's violent current he arrived at the coast of Galuna Island. The first steps onto the island were the hardest, worn out by the trip over he laid on his back while the waves wrapped around the beaches surface. After he caught his breath he looked at his surroundings seeing lush and vibrant plant life yet he sensed something dark and mysterious about it, something familiar. Ezeakieal ignored the awkward presence of the island and decided to practice his martial forms before he swam back.

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HP:110%
MP:100%

Spells In Use:None

Ni-Ju held tightly to the reins dangling from Sim's harness as the tremendous bird lazily winged its way over the gently rolling swells of the ocean below. Spotting an island not far distant just as his stomach began to growl, Ni-Ju decided now was as good a time as any and gave the series of pulls to the reins that let Sim know to put down gently. Sim, being the over sized gullet with wings that he was, had also found a sudden need to eat and was less then interested in waiting for anyone or anything. A stream of profanity that would have left a sailor dumbstruck flew from Ni-Ju's mouth as Sim folded in his wings and locked his huge talons into an open clawed strike position. Ni-Ju, left with nothing else to do, took the only option left to him and clung like a burr to the saddle he had painstakingly fashioned for just such maneuver. With a cacophonous snap of his wings, Sim snatched his prize, a full sized basking whale, and began gliding in toward the island with the speed he had garnered from his dive. As the flying duo reached the first set of sandy beaches, Sim loosed his prey to die on the water's edge and came in to land atop the still thrashing creature. Ni-Ju well knew Sim's love of all things bloody and wished to avoid the thrashing that was sure to follow so he took the expedient route. When Sim's head came down to begin dining, Ni-Ju took the presented opportunity and dove into the water. Struggling his way to the surface, Ni-Ju dragged himself through the water and onto the warm sand, pausing only to level a withering glare towards his large feathery companion.

Ezeakieal was performing a complex form of martial maneuvers and stances when felt the ground quake beneath his feet. Curious as to the nature of the event Ezeakieal flew into the air to investigate after rising up around fifty feet above the islands surface he saw a massive 75 foot Roc, feasting on a 4 ton whale, while a small man waved his hands frantically and spewed out many obscene cruelties towards the stormy grey feathered bird. Ezeakieal landed a few feet away from the bickering duo when they both stopped what they were doing to stare at him. The face Ezeakieal read from the man with pale white hair and fair complexion was one of disdain, but most of it seem to be directed at the Roc. The giant bird was slightly agitated however seemed to be solely focused on guarding it's prey. "Hi!" Ezeakieal said aloud and in an awkward tone.