Cup 018: Iroh [In Person]
[Somewhere near a large forest of alien trees Iroh wanders around, hemming and hawing. He has a bundle of plants tucked under his arms. Every now and then he rubs his stomach and looks mournful.]
Some of these must be alright to eat. Maybe I could even brew tea from them. Hmmm...
[He continues on his search, stopping here and there to bend down and study a plant and either pluck it out of the ground or move on.]
Some of these must be alright to eat. Maybe I could even brew tea from them. Hmmm...
[He continues on his search, stopping here and there to bend down and study a plant and either pluck it out of the ground or move on.]