Pilot of a cargo ship

You pulled into port with a full haul. As your ship is auto docking you get a voice comm from a port staff member welcoming your arrival and stating that they will unload the cargo shortly and that you would see cpt. Garrek shortly for your payment.

You made your way to the door and as it finished opening all the way you slowly begin to step out. You could feel some of the eyes of the dock workers staring at you with curiosity as they weren't sure what you were. There was one dock worker with a clipboard yelling at the others; "quit gawking and get back to work. It's not like we don't get unidentifieds frequently around here." That name you heard it a lot. It's what anyone's race is officially labeled as when there are less than 100 in that race registered as a citizen in this system. You didn't really feel discriminated against in this way. After all, even you weren't sure what you were. However at your core you were depressed by the fact that you are the only one of your kind. You were unsure what purpose your existence served. As you see the green scaly face of the captain you are pulled from your thoughts and brought back to alertness.

The captain handed you envelope with your payment in it. As you counted to see that you given the amount agreed too. The captain began to speak. "You've been out for roughly 3 months. While I'm not opposed to working hard, your one of my most reliable subjects. I need you to take at least a weeks break. I have an important contract that I want you take, and I would prefer that you're properly prepared for it.

You begin walking away with your money without a word and start heading out towards the plaza. As you're walking away you you hear the captain say; " I expect to see you a week from now"