god dammit wehb. Anyways onto the fücking story. The Eldar Warlock and the Priest noticed Ling and his Slave-I mean Grey Knights holding the booze. "Can you..[i]give[/i] us some?" "[b][u]Please?[/u][/b]" Ling was annoyed at this, Mostly because Arknin was drunk. "What the hell are you two doing? You." He pointed to the Warlock. "Go, now. and Arknin, you should get some rest." The Warlock walked off, mumbling some random shit. Ling walked away with his Grey Sla-I mean Knights carrying the Alcohol back to Lings Quarters. Where it is to be 'Disposed' of.