Uncle Iroh sat in a patch of grass, a small meadow within the cluster of forest that lined the Earth Kingdom. He was brewing tea over a small controlled fire (surprisingly safely), a clay cup in his hands that he sipped from with closed eyes. "There is no need to hide you know," Uncle Iroh chuckled partially, not bothering to look up as he knew within the tree line you were there.

(Up to you whether he knows you or not)