Cup 018: Iroh [In Person]

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[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.]