((hmmm, alright I'll try it out :3 a few questions, does this take place in the past shortly after or during WotLK or present? If past, I'll just edit my post))
Two draenei sat off to the side of the inn. One, a light pale blue draenei with bull-like horns and indigo hair tied off in a neat pony tail, and the other, robed in black with her hood up, concealing her face casually reading a small book.
The blue draenei was probably slightly intoxicated, balancing a spoon on her nose, trying to get The robed draenei's attention. "Rysill! Rysill, look...look...!"
Rysill continued reading her book. "You are drunk, Erani. Eat your food."
Erani sighed and took the spoon off. "Jou did not even look," she said in her thick draenic accent.
"I don't care. Eat. We're leaving for Pandaria tomorrow and I don't want you complaining through the whole trip about being hungry."
Erani sighed and said, "Jou are no fun. Vhy did ve not go to an inn in Stormwind?"
"I hate that damned city. It's too crowded."
"Jou use to like it vhen jou vere alive..."
"Eat your food, Erani," Rysill said in an annoyed tone.
Then the stranger walked in. Erani knew that unholy aura anywhere. It was another death knight. Turning back to Rysill, she vigorously poked her on the shoulder.
"What?!" Rysill hissed.
"Another death knight. Do jou know him?"
Rysill gave her a long bland look. "Yes, Erani. I know every death knight on Azeroth."
"Oh, come now. At least look at him!"
Grumbling Rysill glanced up for a brief moment, then returned to her book. "No, I don't know him."
"He looks friendly!"
"Death knights are not friendly, Erani."
"Jou are friendly!"
"No, I simply tolerate your stupidity."
"Ve should greet him! He looks lonely."
"Erani, no... You're drunk."
Erani leaned over her chair and waved at the newcomer to greet him. "Chronakai kristor!" She called to him in a warm tone. Rysill sighed in exasperation. "I hate you so much..."