The lord of the Southern Floes, and master of the frigid key was certainly a talkative creature. Kei'taro followed the pointing of the penguin, as well as his movements. He did like to hear himself talk, but the bird was right. He was fatigued, and his arm annoyed him to no end. 

Still the bird went on. Something caught his gaze, his breath was visible, and beneath his feet and that of the gathered animals, the floe had begun to change colors. Kei'taro forced his focus back to the creature who was now explaining the dangers of the waters ahead. Leopard seals and orcas, enemies of the penguin, but ones he felt he could tame to a degree. He was, after all, a Beast King. 

Pongo pointed towards the halfway point, and Kei'taro registered what he said. Six hundred feet down, he was to grab a squid, and a new warming stone, which Pongo informed him was by the throne. The challenge, on the surface, seemed simple. Swim, grab a squid, a new warming stone, and finally continue on towards what was dubbed 'The Grand Floe'. 

Kei'taro eyed the stone, and then one of the creatures on the Floe. [b]"Master of the frigid Key, do you mind?"[/b] He asked, motioning towards one the animals. After a moment, he handed his sword, and his pack to one and motioned towards the Grand Floe, he would gather his stuff there. 

He turned back to the Emperor, and asked a final question; [b]"I assume I am to do this without the aid of the rest of my keys?'[/b] He was reminded of Havardr. After a moment, he bent at the waist and gripped the stone. In a swift motion, he placed it on his tongue, feeling the warmth through his body. It had an effective range, he assumed of three thousand, two hundred and forty feet; not much over half a mile. 

[b]"I am honored, my lord."[/b] He said, before removing his shirt and tying it around his waist. With a nod, he leapt into the water, and immediately felt the contrast in temperature. He almost preferred the mountain. Almost.

With a powerful kick, he shot into a swift swim in the cold waters. The Beast King was an adept swimmer, proven by his victory for the Swimming Bass key. His arm hindered him only a little, and he hoped that wouldn't make much of a difference, especially when dealing with the pod of orcas, or the seals, whom he would be swiping food from.