HINT: All most ALL of the D&D things I write in here, are going to show up IN MY SIX MINUTES D&D BOOK.
So one time, the group (-Cyrus) just kinda agreed that they were gonna let Cyrus run their D&D campaign for a week.
And while he was, everything was pretty normal EXCEPT for this one thing he kept doing.
He created this NPC that kept showing up. He was an old retired war general who really liked tea, and always gave them really good life advice (sound familiar yet?)
Well, the group just DID NOT PICK UP ON IT, so one day this happened:
Cyrus: You walk in, and sitting at the bar you see your old friend Tea-And-Life-Advice-Man.
Adam: WHAT IS IT WITH THE TEA-AND-LIFE-ADVICE-MAN?!
Cyrus: Wait, do none of you get it yet?
Everyone: No.
Cyrus: Well, I know what I gotta do next time.
*they continue playing*
NEXT DAY:
Cyrus: You're travelling on the road, and you see Tea-And-Life-Advice-Man sitting by a campfire up in the distance. But this time, he's sitting with a young man- a kid maybe in his mid to late teens- sitting with him. They also seem to be playing some sort of tile game.
Magnus: Perception check.
Cyrus: Go ahead.
Magnus: *rolls 20*
Cyrus: You notice that the kid has a large scar- likely from a burn as far as you can tell- across his left eye and most of the upper left quadrant of his face.
Magnus: That's oddly speci- You didn't.
Cyrus: *chuckles evily* Oh, but I did.
Magnus: (quietly and semi-raspily) Noooooooooo
Cyrus: You poor poor soul.
Casey: What did he do?!
Magnus: Don't you get it?! Old man who likes tea, gives life advice, plays a game with tiles, and hang out with a teenage boy with a scar on his eye?
Casey: *gasp* Cyrus!
Cyrus: *maniacal laugh*
Holiday: WHAT IS GOING ON?!
Magnus: Tea-And-Life-Advice-Man is UNCLE IROH!!!!
Holiday: *literally rofl*
Adam: Ok, this is officially the last time I let you do this.
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Six Minutes randomness that's in my brain 24/7/365
Fanfictiontitle sums it up pretty good.
