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Upon a sand bank that has risen up in the middle of the ocean a few miles off of the western coast of westeros. A large ship that carries food stuffs and exoctic spices to and from westeros.

The weather is overcast and the wind is calm. The island is roughly 50m2

May the best team win...FIGHT!

Takehitsu had appeared from the underlying deck levels. This ship wasn't new smelling anymore but definately wasn't rotten from being out to sea too long yet either. He walked to the edge closest to the island it appeared that the ship would be halting here for awhile as the first of two anchors was lowered through much yelling and the sweating bodies shuffling, giving off the grunts and desperate breaths of sailors doing the heavy job. The ship still moved then when the anchor hit carreened to one side uncomfortably as the anchor had obviously stopped too fast. The second was hurried down to alleviate pressure and gladly did putting the ships wake back to a normal state. The sails where down but the current seemed strong. Not wishing to join the current Takehitsu jumped down throwing a small blade that spinned unleveling itself into a disk about five feet wide that hovered around a foot and a half from the water level. Takehitsu could smell the sweet salty air and anticipated a battle well worthy of his cause maybe though it wouldn't be worthy at all. He shrugged mentally as the disk hovered near the bar of sand that could be labbeled an island or a sand shoal that ships get caught on from time to time. He walked up leavine some prints in the sand untill he was somewhat close to his opponent. He gave a bow at his midpoint but only slightly showing his supperiority yet respect, as he would not view an unknown enemy as equal nor better. This was customary for all warriors of his type and ranking though.

shall we just say he forefit