It was a quiet day on Lithaoica's ship, the Cephalos, as she tended to the various biomechanical systems and eldritch components that kept the vessel running. She preferred these moments of solitude, when she could focus solely on the intricate rhythms and pulses of her craft without the distractions of the outside world.

However, this peaceful routine was about to be disrupted, as a small transport ship had been detected, drifting dangerously close to the unstable spatial anomalies that dotted this region of space. Lithaoica knew she could not simply ignore the potential distress call - her curiosity and sense of duty compelled her to investigate.

With a lazy sigh, the Mindflayer made her way to the Cephalos' bridge, her long tentacles trailing behind her gracefully. She initiated a hailing frequency, addressing the unknown vessel in a calm, measured tone.

"This is Captain Lithaoica of the Cephalos. I've detected your ship in distress. Do you require assistance?"