UkawadaXMiro (first night)

The fire illuminates the half-orc as he lies in the dirt, looking up at the stars. A lazy eye drifts over to Miro "Hey bradda, I see you look ahme sommines, when I change shape, you hada same look when you found dabook. Why you look ame like da bradda?"

Miro sits intently, with his nose burried in the new book.  He loved this part, deciphering the secrets of another mage.  They all thought the same, nobody can crack my code!!! they were fools.  Caizarlu was no different and no less easily cracked.  After but a few short minuets Miro was able to begin the magical transcriptions from Caizarlus hand to Miro's version.  I would not be long and he would start replicating such primers and leaving them littered throughout his travels.  His Travels... what I nice thought.  As he looks up a soft smile on the revealed half of his face he takes notice of the Giant mask mans eye coming through it sight hole.  "Hmmmmm,  Perhaps it would be betta if we playd A game.  You Uoook A WAAADA  ansa my question and I will ansa yours?"  Miro says cocking his to the right in a conspicoius look as he levels his gaze at the hearder.  

Ukawada rolled himself into his side, proping his head with his arm "Sure bradda, whayouwanna know?"

Miro closes his book and sets it to the side.  He casts a small cantrip that floats a small slice of bacon into the flame.  Then with another a small amount of browned sugar.  Once melted to the bacon it hovers back to him.  "Well, yours was a question of intent.  So I will go first with a question of intent of my own, we will continue back and forth until one backs out.  With the rules set.... You travel with a herd but saw no need to bring it with you.  So this means you are not here simply to sell your wares.  Why then are you with us... no What is sandpoint to you a man who seems to have no home."

"Good queson bradda. Hmm, hones bradda I no know, all I know is Sandpoi need help and I need place for sheep for winar, so for now Sandpoi is my home." he looked over to the halfling, chuckling under his mask "No good answer eh bradda? My turnnow dou, why you sare ahme?"

Miro looks to him and contemplates for a small time.  The only sound between them the light crunch of sweet bacon.  "It is obvious you are not a mage.  It simply amazes me your mastery of transmutation.  Not only are you able to shift at will, but without any commands or gestures.  And so not only am I impressed with this skill you have picked up, but I am analyzing it in hopes that I may be able to duplicate it.   My turn.  You have seen behind my mask... seeing as how its of your design, but I have not seen yours... Infact I have not seen it removed of your person since we met.  What is it you hide?"

With that Ukawada removes his mask, showing his bestial visage "I no hide nohin, I jus know people no like my face, no preey tolookah. Now bradda I no mean be rude, bu you no never gonna do wha I do."

Miro shakes his head with a wirey grin.  "Do not be sure good hearda.  And with Iether way, you are not playing by the rules.  It is your question next."  Miro says matter of factly.

Ukawada laughs loudly, his booming voice echoing in the night "Righ you are bradda! So bradda, if you could do wha I do, wha would you do wihit?"

Miro snaps the fingers of his left hand and the phylactary of Nethys appears floating barly off his hand.  He snaps his other hand and a small even for Miro book and floating candle appear floating above it.  He closes his eyes and applys a few small spells like Minor Image, dancng lights, and many other small spells.  These different lights and displays coales into an image of a universe above Miro and he speaks.     " All magic, be it gifted from the gods, manipulated from the aether, or summoned from a great bond with nature is still just that.  Magic.  I like others of my faith seek to find and grow magic as much as we can with our time on this world."       Miro's right eye begins to burn with a positive energy and his left the black darkness of negative as the scene rolls on just above him for Ukawada.  The scene paints an animated picture of a loom and a tapestry working threads in one after another.      "Mages, Clerics, Druids, Sorcerers, Magic Races... all of them exist because Magic is a being in and of itself.  But it is our job on this world help it grow and stay healthy."        Miro smacks his hands together and the items and the scene above him blink out of existance all together.  He raises his head again to Ukawada and they distortions of his eyes have faded back to their usual while not quite normal but normal for him look.      "As to what I would do with your skill.  Why I would use it as any tool.... when the need arises I would look through all the magic at my disposal and maybe find a use through your extended polymorph and use it.  I am no god so I can not be knowing what is after every bend in the road.  And then... someday, I will pass my tools on to another that he too make keep the weave of magic alive."

"I no know if I see da you do bradda. Magic no need help from me or you, do ih all ih own. to do magic like I you can no hone ih, conroll ih, focus ih, you goh ah sop tryingtodo anythin, den da magic flows true and wild, minimum effort, maximum pleasure." Ukawada yawns a bit "So why you use dos words, druid, cleric, all does words."

Miro cocks a brow.  " You are not much for games are you Ukawada?  It is my turn to ask a question.  Who taught you the skills you employ in battle?"

Ukawada tilts his head "Wha you mean by da bradda? Ah I see, you wan know where I learn magic bradda." Ukawada turns to his back, deep in thought "I learn from many places and many people bradda. Firs was in da Kodar maounains, I was apprenice toda wich docda and he broke me Miro, beah me and did everythin do kill me. Bu I sill learn from him, how kill enemy wih fang and claw, tear dem apart with howling winds and eat dere heart and gain dere srengh! Den I learn from da Shriikirri-Quah, my maddas people. Da shaman ough me of spiris and totems, "Every sone a totem." learn from da spiris around you." he looks over to Miro, a smile on his face "And you know wha bradda, didn learn wha tahwha I do from eida. dey boh gave me a good base an I hank em boh, bu I had da be da one figure ou wha I do, no one ells." Ukawada yawns again "I ain go no quesons for you bradda, I answer if ya ask me dou."