[b][color=purple]"General Suckfudge."[/color][/b] A deep, brooding voice said.

A man standing next to him visibly cringed, as if he didn't enjoy being called by that name.

"Yes, milord?"

[b][color=purple]"Where are the misfits now?"[/color][/b]

"They are nearing the town, milord." The general said, "They will reach the outskirts soon."

[b][color=purple]"Are the preparations in place?"[/color][/b]

"Yes, milord. The men are in place."

[b][color=purple]"Hue hue hue hue..."[/color][/b] the voice said, [b][color=purple]"They will never know what hit them!"[/color][/b]

Behind him, a soldier whispered to his friend.

[color=green]"Does he know that everyone takes the piss out of his laugh behind his back?"[/color]

The room was silent for a few seconds. 

[color=yellowgreen]"...He's deaf."[/color] His friend said.

[i]Dunt dunt, DUUUUUNNNNNTTT[/i]
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[i]On a hill overlooking the city of Polis, a large glittering city built on several thousand years of trade and debauchery, a rather strange group of creatures stood at its top. There was a moving rusty old-fashioned diving suit, a pretty looking male harpy, a white alpaca with a red bow, a land shark nibbling on a guidebook and an unnaturally swollen blobfish. They had journeyed long and far, one to find a meaning, two for something they never had; and two to find death, and embrace it. Little did they know, their true journey started here...[/i]

[b][color=yellow]"Alright, so..."[/color][/b] the land shark known as Luka prised a partially eaten guidebook from his teeth. [b][color=yellow]"Apparently the city is called Polis."[/color][/b]

He put the book onto the ground and flipped through it with his front paws.

[b][color=yellow]"According to this book, Polis is famous for it's accurate Stork records and it's various dating hotlines."[/color][/b]

He peered more closely at the book.

[b][color=yellow]"Apparently Storks come and go pretty often so their records should be pretty extensive. "[/color][/b]

He flipped over a page.

[b][color=yellow]"Let's see... There's apparently a pretty popular normal dating hotline which many people use, and there's also a dry-land marine life dating hotline as well. It's also apparently staffed by some pretty friendly Sirens."[/color][/b]

He closed the book, satisfied he'd gleaned all he could, and looked back at the group behind him.

[b][color=yellow]"Hopefully we can find more about what we're looking for in this city."[/color][/b] He said, [b][color=yellow]"What do you guys want to do first?"[/color][/b]