"Forget it, forget it. I'm done worrying about it. I'll go talk about life and dreams with the Succubus and the Death Knight instead! That damned Death Knight is one stubborn bastard. After all this time, he still won't agree to train Death Knights for me!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk walked toward the Death Knight's cabin as he spoke.
The cabin where the Death Knight was imprisoned was on the lowest deck of an aircraft carrier. When Yu Lin Bloodhawk entered, the Death Knight was bored out of his mind. At the sight of him, he let out a strange laugh.
"I told you long ago that I won't help you train living Death Knights!" the Death Knight said to Yu Lin Bloodhawk as he opened the cabin door and stepped inside.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk tossed the Death Knight a flask of rum, opened another for himself, and took a sip. "I'm not here to persuade you to train Death Knights for us!"
He paid little attention to the Death Knight's words. He had heard the same thing at least ten times and had long since developed a sturdy immunity that let it go in one ear and out the other.
"Then what are you here for?" The Death Knight stood on no ceremony, uncapping the flask and taking a drink. Confined to this cramped cabin with his magic sealed, his only pleasure came when Yu Lin Bloodhawk visited with liquor.
"I wanted someone to drink with, but everyone has duties to attend to and doesn't dare drink. Nobody wants to join me either, so I had no choice but to come to you."
Yu Lin Bloodhawk took another sip and sat in a chair a Troll Soldier had placed not far from the Death Knight. "I wanted to drink with