The room is lighted by bioiluminescent fungi on the ceiling.  It seems odd to have something like this on a ship, but with the number of strange creatures here you don't know what it might be.  Mungus comes in looking angry.  In two of his arms he carries an elf.  In the other a gun.  He fires it and a dart sinks into Zanshik's neck and he collapses to the ground.  Mungus drops the elf and picks up Zanshik's weapons.  "You can thank this one for losing your meals for the day." He says before he heads back out the way he came in, sealing it behind him.