[masterofweirdness]

The four men had been on the ship for three days, eating in the crew cafeteria, sleeping in their cabins and trying to find something to do besides sitting in their cramped quarters staring out into space. It wasn't that good of a life, in fact, it was horrible.

After a bad, soggy, and untasty breakfast, the four men were approached by a man who bowed as he entered their room, bowed slowly and extravagantly.

After he bowed, the man said, “Milords, allow me to introduce myself. Your humble servant is known as Sebek. It pleases me to inform you that I will be seeing to your needs while you are on board. If you have any needs, please, let me know right now, I will provide you with it, assuming I can find it aboard the ship, of course.”
The man himself is not much to look at. He has the look of some sort of scum purser who has lived in space for far longer than is good for anyone, his clothes are a standard ship uniform, and his face reveals as much as any such scum’s face would reveal.