I'm a big baby and wanted a ice Titan so I used force tame and I still have it on my lawn

Sooooooo me and my friends were out and we were about to tame dis thing and then a bunch of people knocked it and we were like 😆 and killed them and we tamed it and then a lvl 1000 giga attacked us and we like wat we respawned but we saw our ice titan was alive. We were so relieved 😅 we went on a lot of adventures until this one day, we were attacked by the same tribe and by lvl 1000 allosaurus pack icicle killed them but sadly she did not make it. 1 like =1 prayer for icicle (ice titan)

Chapter 17

- The Nazgûl

About half the soldiers had made it across with the other half still on the other side. They had to get a running start and jump over the edge onto the next pillar, then to the other side of the canyon. But the men didn’t complain and did it without fear, and everyone made it. After hours of fighting, the fort in the canyon was taken. They restocked on arrows and took as much provisions as they could. Many were nervous about climbing down the cliff, the Spark said they should go through the forest until they could make it onto the shore. He had planned a rendezvous point down the shore. When they finally made it to the beach, they could see the raft coming. They cheered. The reinforcements had arrived.

Chapter 16

- The Nazgûl

“I can’t believe he wants us to climb the cliff. There’s no way everyone will make it up there alive.” Brian said. Spark was getting everyone geared up.

“I admit, it is a risky idea, but it is the best we’ve got. It beats wandering around through those swamps again to find a path up.” Chad said.

In a few minutes, everyone was ready. Spark shot a couple grappling hooks. He went first, and everyone else followed. The cable on the hooks were thin and rough. Several soldiers cut their hands pulling themselves up, but continued to climb. Chad almost fell coming up over the edge, but Spark caught him. Everyone had made it. They were at the highest point on the edge. They could simply just drop down on the enemy and shoot them from above. The first side of the canyon fell easily, but now they had to get to the other side, which was either a long jump over a mad rushing river hundreds of feet below them, or a long trek around the rest of the canyon.

Chapter 18

- The Nazgûl

Alex had enjoyed the ride on the raft. Many others had not. Nearly everyone else had gotten seasick. She wondered what would happen when they got there. Would Spark be there? Would they still be fighting somewhere else? Would they have moved on without them? She looked over at the other raft. The soldiers were still bandaging their wounds. They had been attacked by a whale and lost a raft. Piranhas had swarmed to the reck. Everyone crammed onto the other rafts. They all made it out alive, but many had been bitten pretty bad. She looked ahead and saw the soldiers on the shore. As the raft pulled up, she saw her mother and father standing on the shore. She jumped in the water and swam as fast as she could. The three of them stood there hugging for several minutes. But nonnegotiable of them had any idea of the troubles they would soon have to face in Viking Bay.

Chapter 3

- The Nazgûl

The council had gathered. They had been discussing fighting back for months now. Finally, they had an army. The war would start soon. Grant had taken the majority of the ark. Their first strike would be the desert. Everyone who wasn’t on Grant’s side was fighting. From people like Alex, who were 9, to people who were in their 60s. The next few years would mark some of the most gruesome battles of the arks. Many would die, many would become heroes. As the two armies faced each other in the desert, no one moved a muscle. Once someone fired an arrow, the battles would begin. They wanted peace as long as possible. Finally, an enemy soldier was felled. Few know who the shot came from, but they will not tell. No matter who did it, the war had begun.

Chapter 14

- The Nazgûl

The soldiers were ready. They had gathered on the edge of the swamp. Somewhere in that mess of trees and filthy water were the enemy soldiers. However, while much of the animals were hiding because of the battle, the leeches were not. It would be a difficult task to fight and avoid the leeches. The general gave the order to move in. Their entire force was actually four groups. One general had been chosen to lead everyone. While everyone knew he was a good soldier, however, at times, they doubted his strategies, and were desperately longing for Spark to get there. Suddenly, arrows began wizzing by. Every attempted to take cover behind trees. They would have to make mad dashes from tree to tree to advance on their enemy. A couple soldiers already had leeches in them. Many soldiers fell as they all dashed from one tree to the next. Finally, the remaining soldiers made it to the enemy. The sword clashing began. Their training had paid off. The enemy was much less skilled, but there were more of them. The soldiers began to weary. After a week of fighting, they were losing hope. Suddenly, a horn blew. Spark had arrived.

Chapter 13

- The Nazgûl

Spark had been traveling for days. He hoped he would make it to the swamps in time. He may have been in the middle of a blizzard, but he was enjoying himself. Traveling reminded of when he was just a mercenary. Traveling beneath the stars. Going from village to village looking for work. He missed the traveling. But he wanted the fighting to be over, he had never known times where he wasn’t fighting for his life or the lives of others. He began to wonder about the soldiers in the highlands. Had they taken it? Had the rafts arrived? Had the soldiers been sent? In a few hours, Spark could hear the fighting. He had arrived at the swamp. He rushed through the trees to find the soldiers.

Chapter 12

- The Nazgûl

The rafts were moving in position to form a barrier on the ocean. The strategy was to trap Grant and to move in on his fortress from all sides. Bret had read the list of soldiers to be the reinforcements for the soldiers in the west that morning. Alex had been one of the soldiers requested.

“See Alex, I told you you would see Mom and Dad again.”

“But what about you?”

“I’ll be fine. I need to stay here until you guys get past Viking Bay. Then, when all this is finally over, I’ll see you all again.”

She was more trying to convince herself. She had a strange feeling that she would never see her parents again. She just hoped Alex would see them. As the raft began its long journey, Jennifer watched until it disappeared. Now everyone in the highlands just had to sit and wait until the west was taken.

Chapter 11

- The Nazgûl

The forces in the highlands had no idea that the redwoods had been taken. Bret took the troops down the shore past the cliffs where they would not be seen. When he found a slope, everyone prepared to fight. The base would fall easily. It had now walls of protection. It had one great building for armoring troops and one watchtower. Bart had also spotted a suspicious looking box in the base. However, he did not know what it could be for. But he did not have time to think about it more. The troops rushed up the hill, surprising the enemy. As the enemy soldiers began to thin, there was a loud creaking. The gates to the strange box were opening. They heard a deafening roar. Then a dragon flew out. It began to rain fire from the skies. Many were burned. The archers loosed arrow after arrow. Except for Alex. Having seen a ballista turret on the watchtower, she began to climb it. Nearly a third of their attack force was down. Alex looked around. There wasn’t a single spear bolt. She loaded her sword. She took careful aim and fired. The sword dug into the dragon’s neck. Just then, she heard the booming of drums. The rafts had arrived. Soon, the east would be fortified, and troops would move out to help take the west. The war would soon be over.

Chapter 15

- The Nazgûl

The men were wearying. They held out hope that Spark would soon charge in and help defeat the enemy. They fought and fought. Nothing. They began to wonder if he just left or if he was killed. Suddenly, all the attention from the other side turned away. Spark had snuck around and attacked from the back. The soldiers rushed in to attack. The fight was over swiftly after that. The swamp had been taken. Everyone regrouped and rested. Except for Spark and the other commanders.

“Spark, when can we expect reinforcements to arrive? We need them desperately.” Said Chad, the leader of all the troops.

“I don’t know. I would expect a day or two.”

“That’s if they took it. What if they didn’t win in the highlands? Then all the hard work we have done is for nothing.” Brian said.

“Trust me,” Spark said, “they took the highlands. I don’t know how many reinforcements we will have. But I can say with certainty that they will come. But we will most likely have to take the canyon without them.”

“But how will we get to the top of the canyon? That’s where all the troops are. I never saw a path up there. We don’t have any fliers.” Chad said.

Spark pulled out a grappling hook. “We’re gonna do it the old fashioned way.”

So there used to be a big old knight he protected the king titan one day there was an attack the knight pulled forth his sword and drove it down wiping ever thing out there was a legend about him if you go to a cave and in to a terminal then put items in it you can meet him. I hope you enjoyed smash that like button for more story’s

Chapter 5

- The Nazgûl

The medical tents had been running all night. There were many wounded.

“So, what’s your story?” The medic asked. She seemed very old, but had a gentle hand and was very kind. Currently, she was treating Jennifer’s wounds.

“My what?” Jennifer asked back.

“Your story. How you came to be in the war, what it was like for you before the war.”

“Well, we lived here for a while, then my little sister Alex was born. We lived happily for many years. Then the war came. We were sent to fight in the desert. Our mom and dad went to fight in the swamp.”

“How young is your sister?” The doctor asked.

“Nine.”

“The poor girl. How can they make someone that young fight in the army? Well, I hope she stays healthy. Your all patched up.”

“That was fast.”

“Ha! That’s because I know all the tricks to medical business. I’ve got it all drilled into my brain. And you’ll find that my bandages will work faster.”

“Well why don’t you tell the other doctors?”

“They never ask. They never listen when I try to tell them. They think I am just a crazy old woman. But, because I am old, I will need someone to teach. I won’t be around forever. Are you interested?”

“I would be happy to learn.”

“Good. I can teach you at night. I would recommend you take sword training though. We need someone who can go out into the battle field and help people, but still be able to defend themselves. It’s normally the walk back to camp that causes a soldier to die. They don’t get treatment soon enough.”

“Well then, I guess I will see you tomorrow night.” Jennifer said. She left to go to her tent. Tomorrow was the first day of training. Everyone needed as much sleep as possible to be ready.

Chapter 4

- The Nazgûl

The armies fought for hours. Neither side was experienced. Grant’s men were simply villagers that he captured. The other side, was made up of a ragtag band of soldiers who had never witnessed a battle once. Only a few men died. Nearly all were injured in some way. Neither side had one. Both had lost. As Grant’s men returned, his general stationed there ridiculed them.

“You call yourselves soldiers! We should have won that fight. You must be trained to fight like true warriors. We start tomorrow. Anyone who is late will be tortured.”

Back at the council’s camp(the rebellion is what I will call them), a war council was formed. Spark was put on.

“What will we do?” One member asked.

“We must train our men.” Another answered.

“But who will do it?” The first asked.

As they looked around the room, Spark volunteered.

“I will train them.” He said.

“Alright then. We need them ready as soon as possible.” Everyone agreed.

Spark took the men into a place near the jungle. It was safer there than in the desert.

“Over the next weeks, you will be trained in the art of war. We will start in the morning. Anyone who is late, will miss their meals and have the chores of cleaning up. If the plan goes as hoped, you will be ready to fight in a week.”

Chapter 1

- The Nazgûl

Bugs. Everywhere. They were huge. Grant had already killed a few. It was hot too. Very hot. Oh, and don’t forget the venom spitting crazy climbing Komodo dragons. Grant hated those. He would take over this island. Anyone who stood against him would fall, but he needed power. He already had armor from the bugs corpses. Then he saw it. A dragon. He needed one of those. He travelled to the nests and raised one as his own. He flew in, killing the rest and raising the eggs. As he raided village after village, people slowly joined him. His army was growing. Soon, he could assault the counsel set up in the south west. Soon, he could have the ark.

Sorry. Been held up with you know what in silver, pink, and navy dyes.

Chapter 6

- The Nazgûl

The days went on. Jennifer continued to advance in the medical arts. Alex had begun to advance in combat. Many marveled at her skill at such a young age. However, some still made fun of her. One day, as Jennifer was packing her supplies, she heard yelling coming from the center of camp. She went to investigate. The entire camp had formed a circle. In the center, two soldiers were fighting. Jennifer recognized one. It was Alex. Finally, Spark came out.

“What is the reason for this? Someone in the crowd, tell me what happened.” He said.

“The boy came up to her and said that she was to small and weak to fight, so she fought back.” Someone in the crowd said.

“Is this what happened?” Spark asked the boy. He slowly nodded his head.

“Let me make this clear,” Spark began. “There is to be no fighting or teasing in this camp. You have all come a long way since we began. We are leaving tomorrow to the desert. I expect all of you to be ready to march out when I give the word.”

At that, everyone rushed to their tents to begin packing. They were finally going to battle.

Chapter 10

- The Nazgûl

Arrows flew randomly from the base. With all the watchtowers taken care of, the base was in complete mayhem without a warning of the attack. Several tried to retreat and get word to the highlands, but they found Spark and Alex waiting for them. The battle was quickly over.

“Today, marks a great victory. The highlands is all that stands between us and the enemy on the eastern side of the island. When we take the highlands, a group of new troops with catapults will arrive on rafts. I will take men back to the swamp in the west to help with the battle there. Once we have the enemy cut off on all sides, we will attack. I have been called to the swamps early. Bret will take charge of the attack on the highlands. I hope to see all of you again when the war is won.” Spark stepped down from the platform. Everyone began to rest for the attack on the highlands.

“You want me to do it?” Bret asked.

“Yes. You are a skilled fighter. I left a list of soldiers that should be brought to the swamps when the highlands are taken.” Spark said.

“Well, good luck in the swamps. I hope to see you again.” Bret saluted.

Spark saluted back. Then he walked of into the woods to begin his long journey west.

Chapter 9

- The Nazgûl

Spark and his second in command, Bret, had been trying to figure out how to take the redwoods all night.

“There is no doubt that every one of those trees has a platform filled with soldiers on it.” Spark said.

“We need a way to sneak past the platforms. But how do we get all our soldiers past them?” Bret asked.

Spark thought for a minute.

“We don’t have to get all of them through. Only thirty.”

Bret had a puzzled look on his face.

“I will take thirty men through the woods. You stay back with everyone else. At dawn, we charge. They won’t expect an attack from behind and we can stop reinforcements from coming from the highlands that way. I will go get the soldiers. You prep everyone for battle. Do not rush in until dawn.” Spark went of to go get his soldiers.

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It was pitch black in the woods. Except for the occasional torch seen at the watch towers. They came about one hundred feet from the watchtower. Spark motioned to Alex. The arrow found its mark. No one would know that the watchmen were killed until it was two late. They continued on. They walked by the main base, careful to stay hidden in the bushes. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the small band of soldiers had snuck past. When they reached the edge of the redwoods, the looked towards the highlands. The were not too many troops, but if they made it to the highlands, it would all be over. They ate a small meal. Lighting campfires on the ridge would be easily visible from the highlands.

“What do you think we will do when this is all over?” Alex asked Spark.

“I don’t know. I always thought I would always be fighting. It’s all I’ve ever done. What about you?” He asked.

“Jennifer always said that we would live like we used to. No fighting. Just living a peaceful life on the shore.” She answered.

“That doesn’t sound that bad.” Spark said.

“It all seems just too boring for me. But if you want to I am sure our parents wouldn’t mind having another mouth to feed. But then again, I guess we don’t know if we will even win the war.” Alex said.

“We will. And you will see you parents again. I promise. The sun’s coming up. We better go.” Spark said.

As they charged through the forest, they heard shouting from the redwoods base. The fighting had started. The battle for the redwoods had begun.

Sorry for any confusion. Chapter six with note on top about being held up is chapter 7.

Chapter 8

- The Nazgûl

They had been marching all day. They had finally reached the edge of the dunes. Everyone was tired and thirsty. On the other side of the dunes stood the other army, ready to protect the mountain ridge and their territory that went beyond. After Spark’s men got a drink from the stream, they continued to march. Ten minutes later, the armies stood facing each other. Clearly, both sides had been preparing. However, while Spark had trained everyone in their skill and battle, Grant’s generals had just made reenforced armor and sharper weapons for their men. The swordsman unsheathed their swords. The archers notched arrows. For one dreadful moment there was complete silence. Then, there was a rumbling. Everyone first looked to the mountain, expecting an avalanche. Not a single rock had moved. They turned their heads toward the ruined city. What appeared to be causing the rumbling was a sandstorm, but it was a very small one. Then a horror of realization came in Spark’s mind.

“Death worm! Don’t move and it won’t feel our vibrations through the sand!” Spark shouted as loud as he could.

However, the other army didn’t not hear, and anyone who did hear wasn’t going to take orders from the enemy. They formed up for battle facing the approaching dust cloud. When the cloud got to them, it suddenly disappeared and the rumbling stopped. Everyone was quite confused. Then the death worm shot out of the ground in the middle of Grant’s forces. Nearly two thirds of the men that went to the desert were killed by the death worm while the other soldiers attempted to climb the mountain in order to make it to the redwoods base. Now all Spark had to do was get everyone across the remaining dunes, past the death worm without it attacking, climb the mountain, and then they could figure out what to do next. Actually, the death worm had been quite easy to deal with. In fact, they didn’t have to deal with it at all. Having killed all the soldiers, it had burrowed deep underground to feed on them all. It did not care if there was more food. The army began to climb the mountain. A couple soldiers slipped, but someone caught them before anything bad happened. When they all were on top of the ridge, they looked below them. There it was. Deep in the redwoods, they could see the scouting tower of the main base. The next battle would soon begin.

Sorry for any confusion. Chapter six with note on top about being held up is chapter 7.

Chapter 8

- The Nazgûl

They had been marching all day. They had finally reached the edge of the dunes. Everyone was tired and thirsty. On the other side of the dunes stood the other army, ready to protect the mountain ridge and their territory that went beyond. After Spark’s men got a drink from the stream, they continued to march. Ten minutes later, the armies stood facing each other. Clearly, both sides had been preparing. However, while Spark had trained everyone in their skill and battle, Grant’s generals had just made reenforced armor and sharper weapons for their men. The swordsman unsheathed their swords. The archers notched arrows. For one dreadful moment there was complete silence. Then, there was a rumbling. Everyone first looked to the mountain, expecting an avalanche. Not a single rock had moved. They turned their heads toward the ruined city. What appeared to be causing the rumbling was a sandstorm, but it was a very small one. Then a horror of realization came in Spark’s mind.

“Death worm! Don’t move and it won’t feel our vibrations through the sand!” Spark shouted as loud as he could.

However, the other army didn’t not hear, and anyone who did hear wasn’t going to take orders from the enemy. They formed up for battle facing the approaching dust cloud. When the cloud got to them, it suddenly disappeared and the rumbling stopped. Everyone was quite confused. Then the death worm shot out of the ground in the middle of Grant’s forces. Nearly two thirds of the men that went to the desert were killed by the death worm while the other soldiers attempted to climb the mountain in order to make it to the redwoods base. Now all Spark had to do was get everyone across the remaining dunes, past the death worm without it attacking, climb the mountain, and then they could figure out what to do next. Actually, the death worm had been quite easy to deal with. In fact, they didn’t have to deal with it at all. Having killed all the soldiers, it had burrowed deep underground to feed on them all. It did not care if there was more food. The army began to climb the mountain. A couple soldiers slipped, but someone caught them before anything bad happened. When they all were on top of the ridge, they looked below them. There it was. Deep in the redwoods, they could see the scouting tower of the main base. The next battle would soon begin.