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  • This is the next chapter continuing from here.

    https://landbeforetime.fandom.com/wiki/Thread:125861

    Also new rule. You have a maximum of 5 hours to reply before the other player takes a turn unless you are on vacation or something happened to you. 7 if I am feeling generous. I've learned my lesion in 2019 and the earlier months of this year about being too patient. I know that sounds harsh, but with this covid-19 going around I am very very very very very short of people who have time in their busy lives to stay home and me on the internet. And my inability to dream of this kind of stuff really don't help.

    One of the dragons in flight points a talon and shouts "Its there! I see it!" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-jcVg32zPI

    Over California there is a very annoying sound. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIos0ya-yss

    Dragon 2: "Just ignore them. You know how humans are. They like to make noise."

    Human riding dragon 2: "Excuse me?"

    Dragon 2: "Don't lie, you know its true."

    Human riding dragon 2: "Yeah I know."

    Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Just preform the ritual."

    The humans in flying Viking ships play a drum roll, every dragon shouts with 1 voice: "20th century fox presents."

    They fly around the logo manipulating the humans to point the spotlights at them.

    "The Ice Age!"

    A squadron of F-22s come and fire a volley of side winders.

    Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Oh good, fireworks." He recites the spell for magic missile as fast as he can, and fires condenced balls of blue energy, intercepting the missiles by blasting them right out of the sky.

    At that moment, a portal opens up. "Quickly everyone inside before they send the local military to punish us for trespassing in the airspace of another country."

    Dragon 3: "I think they already did."

    Prince Arr'Ia'an: "That was ridicule."


    Everyone manages to get in, and the portal closes before the F-22s can manage to follow them.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5dCbfmh5gw

    Dragon 4: Ha! We did it! So long suckers! Dragons rule the sky even today."

    Dragon 4 high fives another dragon.

    Dragon 5: "Shall we rest now? We been flying for 6 hours."

    Prince Arr'Ia'an: "When first entering a foreign land, halt not. Besides, even numbers are bad luck. 1 more hour flight, then we can rest."

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    • Petrie: Me thought we'd have found bad owls by now.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I've just been informed that they have escaped. While stealing some of our friends. We will no loner be taking any prisoners if this is the result."

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLSEhqDLb-g

      The squadron soon arrives at Sid's Idiocy. (That is what I am calling the mountain region where Sid brought the stolen rex eggs.)

      Arr'Ia'an lets out a roar, signaling everyone to land.

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    • Ruby: I thought Sid was on our side.  He didn't have anything to do with the owl sutff, did he?

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "What makes you suspect Sid? Perhaps The Disney Empire suspected we were coming and convinced him we are the bad guys, but he couldn't have let the owls out of the parrot cadge before we got here."

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    • After a good rest the squadron have a quick snack of tea from a jar, and fish and garlic wrapped in kelp that has been smoked and dried. They then take back to the air, scanning the area, until at last they have found the best mountain top in the region in terms of height, and width, and land there, then the work crew splits in 2, one half begins to unload the cargo that the ships have brought with them. Stone bricks and barrels of concrete. The other half set off to gather firewood.

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    • They decide to take a break from this already after only 21 minuets, and gather all the firewood both that they gathered, and some from onboard the ships during the time of the next 14 minuets, and they make small camp fires, and set 3 camp fires next to each other in a circle around the area to provide heat, and especially light in the night. the dragons form on the outside of the campfires in a circle. Each triple camp fire is spaced 7 feet apart from the other, and the dragons, who are not bothered at all by the cold, there for the light and heat to radiate off of, pick here to sleep.

      Of the humans, orcs, and various other creatures from the recruitment, 1/3rd of them position couches next to the fires to sit at, while some on top of the dragons, these ones huddled very close to each other either way in thick cozy blankets to keep watch, while the other 2/3rds stay onboard the ships in beds next to fires onboard to take a tern to sleep.

      They all are silent now, as they await morning.

      Its nowhere near as cold as it could be in the region since it is after all well into spring.

      But its also nearly midnight.

      And in a mountain peek.

      So..... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7BrIJrjxVxA https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Wh8La3gYLU

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    • (Just a note, I am going to be extra genorus today and take as long as I can for 3 reasons.)

      (1: I have some weird disease that is making it hard to type.)

      (2: I am still trying to get a feel for the geography. And I have some more Ice Age videos to watch.)

      (3: Just feels right to give you a little more chance to try something cool with the current opportunity.)

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    • Morning until evening no one does anything but gather more firewood and unload bricks and concrete. During breaks no one dines, only snacks, as they await the finishing of the blueprint.

      Then, at last, the blueprint is finished!

      However, the building plan remains a mystery because all corners of the internet are so scared of its fortifications, that they refuse to let me upload them.

      Lol the internet is such a coward XD

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    • Sadly small

      "Take your rest my friends, and traitors among me I have yet to burn." The dragon prince orders.

      "We start building tomorrow."

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    • The first day is spent simply digging the area that will be the foundation. For the area the keep will be built they keep digging until bottom level is able to be the entry point of a cavern, delightfully easy in this world. Again no one dines, they only snack on preserved food, only difference is this time they have it with pine needle tea, pine nuts, and acorns.

      As night falls back to the curfew routine.


      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfxDJZ-OvzQ

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    • Ruby: Look what one of the owls dropped.  (It's a set of battle claws.)

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Well they are sapient after all. But this I hardly understand. Sure it makes sense for humans to make tools like these, Simian the god of pranks created humans as a joke, that's why their claws are so pathetic. Elves, dwarves, orcs, these are just when the other gods wanted to do the job better. But when the great goddess of fire created the dragons, she was the only one who loved her creation enough to.... well, you get the idea." he says scratching the owloid weapon with his own claw. "But owls? Weren't they designed practically enough? why would they think they need to adapt and make this?"

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    • "I thought humans were extinct." a voice suddenly says.

      "Who said that?" A dragon blacksmith who came to study the artifact asks.

      Everyone looks around..... No answer. Nothing moves. Everything is quite.

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    • Meanwhile another dragon brings in 5 suits of armor from the 5 that were swallowed whole.

      "You wouldn't believe how long it took to clean these. They got digested alright, but the armor is in mint condition. After all, acids can still reach the spaces they need to breath through. Carful, they still stink."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an examines them. "These are meant to be dragon proof? How is that possible? By the technology in our dimension you can make dragon resistant armor for something with 200 pounds of muscle, but that's only by enchanting it." He unleashes the full blast of his fire breath on it, it makes the smell go away and the armor look cleaner and shinier. He then glares at the dragon who was suppose to clean it in disbelief that he hadn't thought of that.

      The dragon who was suppose to clean it: "What? I am use to armor being ruined by fire that hot."

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    • The dragons suddenly find themselves under attack by cannonballs.

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    • The prince lets out a roar, signaling in a trumpeter like manor for everyone to get to the trenches.

      "Return fire at the smoke!" he orders. "Modern guns, we aren't as well defended and need higher fire compacity. Don't conserve modern munitions!"

      Anywhere cannons fire they look for the flash followed by smoke, and fire for about 2 and a half seconds, then take cover for the shots that follow, and don't peek back out until the sound of firing guns catches up. Using the guns looted off of fallen enemy soldiers only.

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    • It turns out to be Captain Hook's crew, led by Shmee.  Peter Pan had bribed them with a bunch of gold to mutiny on Hook and his allies.

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    • Admiral Hook: "Your all fired!" *Shoots one of the crew men dead* "There is no place in hell more wrenched then that reserved for mutineers! Allow me to send you all to meet Judas!"

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    • MongooseLover wrote: It turns out to be Captain Hook's

      (Takes some getting use to but hes been promoted.)

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    • At that momenet an army of zombies marches toward them.  

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: ….. "Wow.... Just think, if we were in a fully built castle like the one we put on Neverland we could just button up watch them stagger around and eventually die before they could even get in."

      Dragon Bard: "Ah but a very dumb move that would be, my Lord of the sky don't you see, they are trying to hit us while we are vulnerable quickly before we can set up defenses, and what I am very convinced is, the zombies are a decoy for the cannoneers to not have fire returned, and the cannoneers a decoy that the zombies can get in close..." He says in song.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Yeah no $!~*. I need a good chunk of our numbers to grab shields and pikes, form a phalanx up front behind that trench to remain a hard target. Behind it some dragon fire. Everyone else continue your Fusillade against those betrayers!"

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    • The cannoneers of the ships in the fleet all signal to the chief cannoneer, then to Admiral Hook, who announces

      "My Prince, we are prepared to retaliate with cannon fire of our own. Where do you order us to aim?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "First I would like to make it very clear I order that no ranged munition types shall be wasted on the zombies. Them we will deal with with armor melee and literal fire. Our primary target is the mutineers. Zombies are pure instinct, but they can be held accountable. I want 2 wings of dragons to grab as many infantrymen as they can with muskets, bows, modern guns, I don't care, extend on the left and right and position around behind them. Cannoneers hold your fire until I have fired my shot. And, execute order."

      As they do so, Arr'Ia'an watches the cannoneers with his keen eye sight, having 15 times the vision of binoculars for spotting prey from miles in the sky. He watches as the enemy cannons try to fix on where the dragons will be on the left and right, then, just as the firers are about to plunge the fuse into the igniter, he fires a fireball at the bulk of their formation.

      As ordered the cannoneers aim for his shot, but the betrayers have also switched out the powder for a much too explosive formula counting on the cannons exploding, however they forgot the cannons have been armored, and enchanted with magic protecting them from explosions, and thus survive, but the blast is more violent then anticipated, erupting fire and smoke, the volume causes the guncrew's ears to gush blood, and the shots have more elevation then desired, causing them to miss and instead blow the rocks for cover behind the enemy, leaving them exposed to a rear attack.

      This also distracts the aim of the enemy causing them to miss. Now we can fire from both sides.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Remember, do not eat the zombies. They aren't human anymore, you may get the curse of the undead if their fluids get in yours. Keep them at bay with pikes and flame. Healing spells and healing potions harm the undead. Clerics are best at fighting them."

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    • As the infantry forces come from behind and fire and Hook's unloyals the dragoms who dropped them off take to the sky, no formation at the moment, just free for all zigzags, waiting... waiting... until the enemy fire their guns again, then they zib into a full speeded glide in a V formation, managing to narrowly dodge the shots held incase this is tried, 3 come so close to being hit they feel the singing heat of the cannon balls near misses, they make sure to stay well above them and go into circular glide to catch their own wind to keep lift, firing down first their fireballs for explosive splash damage, and then a blast of flame thrower jetting down from sky to ground on them. They cook the ground for a full 47 seconds before then switching to fly toward the zombies.

      They then unleash the same attack on them. The intense heat can be felt from over 700 yards.

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    • Several lesser agents of the dragons come running toward them, talking about attacks from evil owls.

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    • Also, suddenly several politicians arrive, demanding that the dragons, the pirates, and the zombies all social distance at least 6 feet apart and wear masks or else they will be fined or arrested.  Also, several prisoners that the dragons had captured earlier start running free, having been freed by the politicians.  

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Ok first off, I ordered to stop taking prisoners. As horrible as that sounds last time we tried that it backfired. Also that's not how it works, you can threaten punishment to people in other countries but not to that extent, although, that is a pretty good idea. We narrowly escaped the last time we were exposed by the skin of our teeth. Masks sound like a pretty good idea. As for social distancing that may take some time to adapt new tactics. We are still in the age when line fighting is most prevalent. Though that has moments of seeming somewhat outdated againced more advanced armies. Now please stop being so hostile. After all, I am a politician too, born and raised."

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    • The last of the zombies are defeated.

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    • MongooseLover wrote:

      talking about attacks from evil owls.
      

      Price Arr'Ia'an: "Probably where word has not yet reached such as Neverland or back at the capital city of the mountain... Our position has been compromised. They will just keep on the offensive while we are unable to fortify. You will have our full reinforcements. Lead the way."

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    • Spiderman arrives.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Well I was thinking a mask similar to that, mmm, not the color pattern I would have gone with, but I am very impressed by the whited out eye section. How do you make it like that and be able to see? Do you make it yourself or do you know a tailor?"

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    • Spiderman: "You have heard of Spiderman haven't you?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I'm afraid not."

      Spiderman: "Such a shame, I've certainly heard of you. Though I don't know how much is true and how much is just rumors. I've heard you are the most powerful dragon in the many worlds, with a mighty army, got the Disney Empire running scared. A enemy of Disney is a friend of mine. I've been in a rather tight spot since they cut the head off of the company with rights to my franchise."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Something to that effect. How did you find us?"

      Spiderman: "Is that a joke? No one could have missed that big entrance into Fox. Glad no one got hurt."

      Price Arr'Ia'an: "We did our best not to harm anyone in the path of our destination."

      Spiderman: "I appreciate it. Though the US government is still in a bit of a panic. Most of them think the strange air traffic over LA may have been the work of the Chinese."

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    • Price Arr'Ia'an: That's nuts.  It was a bioweapon released by Bill Gates.

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    • (Not sure he would know what that is, he has tried to get a party to retrieve books from the main world but the libraries were all shut down. Speaking of, there is something I am having trouble with in the latest chapter of his book, if you have time. I need the help of someone who better understands humans and can find a solution to a human related problem. A human whisperer if you will. Do you have time?)

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    • (Anyway when you have time to continue just some things to point out..

      Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Spiderman: "I appreciate it. Though the US government is still in a bit of a panic. Most of them think the strange air traffic over LA may have been the work of the Chinese."

      MongooseLover wrote: Price Arr'Ia'an: That's nuts.  It was a bioweapon released by Bill Gates.

      lol no. This was actually refering to a charming little play on the 20th centry fox intro, that depicted a section of their army flying over LA, leaving people confused as to "a UFO incident." More or less ruins the joke.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an represents the new comer from a lonly independant source, this is him in estimation of what he will be like after the events of a book not even finished with the author struggling to even finish the 9th chapter of what will eventually become a massive novel, filled with lore. Then suddenly thrust out into a combining universe of older vetrine lore and pop culture icons and trying to survive and prosper among it all. As the newcomer he's not going to know what a Bill Gates is. Heck, names like that don't even exist in the dragon languge. In his own story his best friend is a human and yet he struggles just to understand human concepts such as why wear clothing when its not cold, or cook meat when it taste better raw, or why do the females try to look prettier then the males? Heck in order to bridge the technological gap against modern armies he has to use dragon level intellect to come up with tactics based on what he is familiar with and use magic when even that isn't enough. He can't replace modern munition because it requires a formula for gunpowder he never heard of as he has only heard of blackpowder, and the only reason his solders armor even works againced modern bullets, even if only for a short ammount of time, is fantasy level craftsmenship alloys and enchantments that make it even higher rank then modern level 3 steel plate.

      Knowage of any Bill Gates conspericy is WAY too advanced for him.

      Sure this RP isn't really meant to be taken seriously but it should also have some level of consistancy. )

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    • The group starts being pelted with pies.

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    • At first no one takes this attack seriously and tries to just ignore it as they get to work, they have never heard of The Joker.

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    • After 2 days of wasting time uselessly waiting for this to go anywhere

      MongooseLover wrote: The group starts being pelted with pies.


      the group manage to catch some rats, cockroaches, moths, dragon flies, and wasps and put hundreds of them into the webs of these spiders so that they have plenty of fuel.

      Spider From Ice Age The Game

      9 Dragons line up sitting with their backs against the wall for support.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Now remember, if there is even a speck of arachnophobia in you, don't proceed with this."

      The 9 dragons fold their arms with their wings and close their eyes, then begin to chant. After 15 minuets of chanting a tiny ball of blue energy exits their bodies, sparkling and radiating with tiny blue pixels, as it exits them their bodies go into a unconscious, vegetable state.

      The 9 balls of bright blue energy enter9 spiders. Immediately the spiders all climb to the top of a large rafter built for them to climb up, 2 long beams tied together to support a beam bared across to another 2 support beams.

      The spiders attach their silk to the beam then drop down, climbing back up and repeating the process until each has 3 lines of silk, they then go to the bottom and begin to braid their silk together. After a while it is done. They then take the 3 strings and begin to braid them together, until they finally reach the bottom, and as they do they begin to add more silk to the ends of the 3 line pieces used to make the bigger braid-together-part before then extending it.

      The spiders soon feel their energy lower and hunger increase, they crawl over to the wrapped up food, the balls of energy exit them a moment to allow them of their own free will to feed, and then rest for about 20 minuets, before entering them again and going back to work making the braided piece longer. This process is continued for a while, and then the braided thing is wrapped onto a spool before the balls of energy exit the spiders and go back into the dragons, who awake with a gasp gitterning and brushing themselves momentarily.

      The spider silk string is about as thick as 140LB fishing line.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Now make some die. Boil beats, raspberries, and blueberries together. A cheap way to make royal purple, but its convincing. Imagine the phycological effect on the enemy when they see an entire army of soldiers can be funded to dress in purple cloth. Design the masks to look like executioner masks. That should keep the whole face warm. Thick quilted cloth, to act as additional armor under their helmets against blunt force trauma for both humans and orcs. "

      "What about a design for masks for dragons?" Some one asks, to which the dragon prince answers

      "It would only hinder our fire. Besides, covid-19 doesn't effect reptiles."

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    • (imagine this but quilted pattered and purple) https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/V7UAAOSwrnRaZX-4/s-l300.jpg

      Along with it the helmet designs will be this
      Enchated archer helmet
      for the inner plate layer of the helmet, as this stile prevailed the most as long range dominated the battlefield the most in their world's history but with this layer over it
      Whoo waah
      although the vision is much more limiting the visor can simply be opened when in long range combat for vision, and closed when switching to melee for full protection. In all that is 5 layers of plate with 3 layers of cloth and 1 layer of leather. In all 15 pounds of armor for the humans, and 35 pounds of armor for the much stronger orcs.
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    • Petrie: Me think that if Bill Gates and United Nations make virus in lab, then they must have antidote to it somewhere.  Maybe Peter Pan knows.   Too bad we no able to catch him yet.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "There has been a lot of resistance againced our forces in this realm. Either they REALLY don't want us to loosen Disney's grip on Fox productions, or there is something in the Ice Age universe they don't want us to find. As for the plague the answer is quite simple, its been done for centuries. Orc blood does not have a blood type yet is compatible to transfuse into other races of men and elves and their bodies take to it like it is just nutrition being injected. No one has any idea why, but when you inject the blood of someone who fought a illness into the veins of someone who hasn't that person somehow has a higher resistance. "

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    • Mean while as this thought is being pondered the royal purple dye is readied and the first thread is dyed and given to the loom workers while 9 more dragon mages take their turn to mind control 9 more spiders into making more thread as the previous 9 are let rest.

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    • Petrie accidentally flies into the spider webs.  

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    • A spider closes in on him getting closer... Closser…

      But Prince Arr'Ia'an yanks him out of the web. "Be carful. These simple minded creatures can't tell you from what we feed them." He sets Petrie in his shoulder. "Now lets see, our position is known, but we may still have a chance to fortify. Or instead we can just be on the move and make temporary camps each night, higher chance of finding something hidden in this world... hmmm.." His tail twitches as he thinks about this...

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    • With the rest of the universe distracted by the concept of something happening as planned, the work crew using those 10 hours finish fixing the dug out areas to properly match the blueprint and then build the foundation and the first story of the buildings, then take a break as they wait for the concrete to dry.

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    • At that moment, Superman arrives.

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    • Donkey: "Look, up in the sky!"

      Puss In Boots: "Its a bird!"

      1990s Pete: "Its a plane!"

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    • MongooseLover wrote: At that moment, Superman arrives.

      MongooseLover wrote: At that moment, Superman arrives.

      However having learned their lesion at this point no one lets this distract them. They continue to be on break for a good 3 hours before splitting into 3 teams.

      Team 1 spends their first hour mixing more concrete, normally they would want to wait a full 48 hours for the concrete already in use to settle however that hardly matters as the moister inside has frozen. They then continue stacking bricks and using it to glue them in place.

      Team 2 meanwhile goes to gather snowberries, acorns, apples, inner pine bark, wild corn, and melons that for some reason are ripe in May.

      Team 3 is given a sleep potion that last 5 hours and allowed to continue to rest. By the time it wears off it is already night, and they first use the wild ingredients to make fresh pies for tomorrow morning, and store them, before gathering together and eating the last of the preserved fish and kelp, then the ones who were awake until now go to bed, while the ones who had their 5 hour sleep split into 2 teams.

      Team one begins blacksmithing in the night, so their fire can provide light and heat, team 2 stands guard.

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    • The following morning everyone gets up as early as a child on a day there is no school, except those who spent the night awake who are allowed a sleep potion designed to last a good 11 hours shortly after breakfast, which is a whole pie for everyone, plenty of fuel, along with pine needle tea for hydration.

      Those who are taking their turn to be awake go in 2 teams, team 1 continues to build the construction, while team 2 takes some freshly crafted tridents and head off together in search of a river.

      This continues until the heat of the day.

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    • At this point the bricks that have been taken with them have actually run out, and the fishing team have returned with what they have managed to catch. The structure may not be complete, but it does provide some rooms, some storage space, some cover.

      The fish are prepared for supper as everyone is on break for the night. The dragon bard has a new lyre made from recycled droid metal for a frame and spider silk for string, he strums one note at a time to get use to the way that combination makes music as basic practice.

      The team who are scheduled for night activity are coming to, in time for what is breakfast for them.

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    • They find a large owl city nearby that appears to be hostile.  It is also fortified.  

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Well sure I had a feeling it was around here somewhere. There were so many indications. But the whole time it was right under our snout. This explains why they were throwing everything they have at us. Now lets see, before we go in blindly, we need to organize a recon team to see what we are dealing with. But how can we make a recon team hard to spot for an enemy so small?"

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    • After 2 hours of work a craftsmen dragon has made 17 cloaks for 16 orcs and 1 human who have been selected for the job.

      "Now these have been enchanted. Just imagine yourself as a absent yet observant entity to activate it and no one can hear you, see you, smell you, feel you, nor feel any heat come off you, nor vibration coming off you, except for other members of your team wearing these, and yourself. Any questions?"

      Recon team member 1: "Wait, so if we can still see ourselves, how do we know its activated?"

      Craftsmen: …. "Give me a few hours..."

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    • The dragon craftsmen returns

      "Alright, 17 bronze bracelets. They are enchanted to work with the cloaks of non detection. Only you can see them when invisible, and when invisibility is activated, they turn blue. We will begin after a few more hours however, still need to wait for me and my helpers to have their magic restore, and continue to charge how much these tools will hold at a time. Besides, night, when they are awake, is the better time to observe what we are up against."

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    • Meal while the work crew have been allowed to go all the way until 12:48 taking a rest just incase this is more then they can handle at a time. They are then given a potion of health to deal with any soreness, a potion of stamina for energy, a potion of hydration, a potion of strength, and they split into 2 teams.

      Team 1 being the dragons, they head off in search of rocks. Any rocks, to collect the rocks and pile them in the middle of camp.

      Team 2, humanoid crew, take up spades and are instructed to dig holes. 457 holes in total. Each rectangle in shape, 5 feet deep, 11 feet long, 7 feet wide. Smooth on each side and smooth on the bottom.

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    • After sneaking in, they find a few real owls, good ones that were tied up, plus a bunch of fake ones that had been left as a decoy.    

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    • The recon force takes these ones without untying them, and puts them in a pouch, leaving it just open enough to get some air. They sneak about the city for a good 3 hours to get a good idea of the layout as well as try to memorize it, then head back to camp.

      At the main camp mean while no one has had breakfast, nor had they had dinner. During their time the pits have been dug, and rocks gathered, and the dragons had then set off and gathered as many true herbivore animals as they can that are large enough for a dragon to bother hunting and small enough to be carried back. Along with this they have gathered the flower stem attached of dandelions, and the inner bark of pine trees, as well as pinecones to get pine nuts out of. Everything has been put with water and wild rosemary into roasting pans and cooked for a full hour while everyone rested, and set on tables. At this point their had been 47 minuets of sunlight remaining. Each pan on the table, still closed to not let out heat, everyone had then said a prayer before actually eating supper, a prayer that deliberately lasted a entire 51 minuets, even though everyone's tired bodies quivered weakly with hunger. This is an offering of patience while going the extra mile of showing dedication to the prayer being heard, before finally dining at night, slowly enjoying the meal with pine needle tea and then resting 15 more minuets after having finished.

      This was when the recon forces had gone out, everyone resting with only 45 awake and standing guard for the first 3 hours, before then getting to work, using hammers to crush the rocks into gravel as they wait.

      It is 2 hours after this the recon team returns, taking these few real owls with them. One digs up a roasting pan that has been buried with hotcoals to preserve left overs until breakfast. This would have been his breakfast. The owls are untied and put in a parrot cadge for questioning, just as a precaution, incase they aren't good after all and this is a trick. In with them, is the roasting pan, hot meat is inside sitting in broth.

      At this point the work crew has taken the gravel from the crushed rocks, and put it in caldrons and heat it with flammable fuel sources and 7 dragons at once for extra fire. Melting the rocks into a fine magma and pouring it into the pits, casting the stone to make more bricks.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an approaches the now untied owls, and he himself removes the binding from their beaks so they can eat, as the furnaces and cooling stone lights the camp. He speaks to them.

      "Forgive the precaution, the bad owls are deceptively more dangerous then they seem. Eat first, then tell us what is on your mind. You will be released once I am sure its a good idea."

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    • Mean while as the first bricks cool, only 75 soldiers are on guard at the moment. More then is needed to spot something, as everyone else is allowed to sleep for the moment. These guards are highly awake due to a stimulate mixed into a potion of stamina designed to last 5 hours, with a after effect of once it wears off, both crashing and acting as a muscle relaxer to allow them a deep and long sleep to make up for the sleep they could have gotten by increasing the sleep quality times 5.

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    • The crash section almost due those 75 guards wake 75 guards to replace them as they themselves crawl into their beds with a book as they await falling asleep. Their 75 replacements are given the same medicine to aid them in their shift.

      Everyone else is allowed to sleep on. Getting a good rest to skip through most of the daylight.

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    • The bad owls don't come back.

      Soren the good owl returns.   He sees the city.  He sighs.  'I see that my brother has made a distraction city."

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "It won't be there forever. We aren't ready for a real attack just yet, there are still several phases before that."

      The dragon prince allowing the rest of his army to continue to rest for now, takes the stone bricks out of the pits himself, and piles them, making sure the pits are well measured for next casting of molten rock. He then takes it upon himself to crush some stones into gravel with a hammer, collecting it into buckets for when it is the furnace worker's turn.

      Doing this much work himself is intended to have a phycological effect on the moral of the troops, demonstrating that not only is he willing to do some of the work himself, but has the strength and energy to do as much work as 25 dragons could as a team.

      "Everyone else's break shall end at the 10 minuet mark of sunset."

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      distraction city."

      (i am going to assume that means its not a real city.)

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    • As the sun goes down work crews wakes up and has their breakfast at night, then take their turn pounding rocks into gravel while team 2 is pouring the gravel into cauldrons and putting them into the furnace. Heating the stone into a hot magma and pouring it into the pits to cool in the night into the next batch of bricks. Furnaces and cooling stone provides the light in the night.

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    • It was, but they built it and left it.  They had the tied up owls and the fake owls left as a distraction to keep them occupied.   They didn't care if the tied up ones got killed.   

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    • A few bad owls arrive, dropping canisters of vaccines and vaccine needles on the dragons, who were too busy building to notice in time, and flew off and got away.

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    • MongooseLover wrote: A few bad owls arrive, dropping canisters of vaccines and vaccine needles on the dragons, who were too busy building to notice in time, and flew off and got away.

      The dragons feel slight taps on their scales, their keen hearing picking up tiny sounds of "ping patter tink clink ties ting". They look beside them and see the needles laying around, and look up to see where it came from, but the owls are already gone. They scoop up the needles to have the alchemists study them, while positioning 21 orcs and 36 humans with blunder busts around the area they were at. Each of these newly positioned guards are wearing for the humans only 45 pounds of plate armor, and for the orcs only 75 pounds of plate armor. This is much less weight then they have wore since the start of the campaign, and along with all the exercise they got they are rendered springy and light on their feet, plus its not much of a downgrade considering the spider silk gambesons underneath.

      Their blunderbuss is loaded as such, powder, then a paper wad, thirty seven .22caliber led balls, 2 more paper wads. In addition to this they each have a good (word I can't say on this wikia even though in today's society its more normal to be one then not to)-swords, a spyglass, and 7 flareguns to see what they are aiming at easier as well as alert the camp while blinding defining and cuncushioning their target.

      The rescheduling to night is a medium hindrance to the eyesight of humans. Orcs though can see in the dark a good deal better then humans, and dragons a good deal better then orcs, though still none quite as good as owls.

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    • Using that possession spell mentioned earlier some spiders are positioned in areas 45 to 417 yards outside the camp and made begin making webs before being released back to free will, leaving them the instinctive compusion to finish it, this as a little bit of defense against chicken level bird sized flying objects.

      Also a additional 27 campfires are built and lit for a little more light and heat.

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsOUv9EzKsg&t

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    • The plan to switch from going to bed at dusk to going to bed at dawn to maximize how many soldiers can be awake to keep watch is relatively successful, however due to the number of hours during the day VS number of hours during the night the result turns out that the largest mass don't end up fully rested during evening, but instead waking up fully rested in the noon. Due to this, dinner would become the new scheduled breakfast rather then supper becoming it.

      (Btw if you are wondering why I keep going with breakfast dinner supper instead of breakfast lunch dinner its because the concept of breakfast dinner supper pre-dates breakfast lunch dinner by well over a thousand years. In fact the word "Lunch" didn't even exist until the USA hired Webster to butcher the English language while keeping record of the new way of speaking it as a act of rebellion against the British rather then just speaking a different language all together. Keeping the accuracy of lunch never being invented for renaissance fantasy is part of the charm.)

      The alchemist has finished his study and reports "These things are able to further strengthen our resistance to the virus. I don't understand why they would do this."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Its a form of honor. They want to insure we have a chance to die properly in battle rather then some sickness getting us first. I guess maybe they aren't as wicked as I thought. And here I was planning to wipe them out. If they are capable of honorable concepts, perhaps I could afford to be more merciful when I find them. Spare at least some lives. After all, that could be why they hypnotize prisoners. They know what we would do if we suffer the humiliation of being captured alive."

      The Alchemist: "Wipe them out? Even little hatchlings? Your not a hatchling killer are you?"

      The prince sheds a tear. "I was angry, and wanted my kingdom to be safe."

      The Alchemist: "I think I get it now. They anticipated your wrath. You ordered no more taking prisoners after last incident. They had abandon that city because you would probably have spared no one. The good owls they left behind were a few of their prisoners they were letting escape. And now the medicine. This demonstration must be intended to cool your temper."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "They don't want the heat of conflict to lead to a war for extermination..."

      The alchemist: "You must remember, they may be our enemy, but they have wives, sons, daughters, mothers, friends, and family just as we do. No one is completely evil. We all have our perspectives. Our point of view. Some of us who choose to fight, only do so because forces beyond our control, means our country is at war. Loyally, we serve king and country all the same."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Indeed...."

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    • After a short break Prince Arr'Ia'an takes with him the company of 9 other dragons, and a galleon from the fleet, all pixydust inwoven sails hoisted to allow it to fly in the center of the V formation.

      "I will be gathering supplies at the beach, occupy until I come."

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    • Petrie had a hard time making it through that big wall of text and skipped to the end.   

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    • After about 3 hours this group returns, they bring in a load of limestone, sea shells, and sand, and drop off the supplies.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I am going to take another galleon and 9 other dragons while those ones can rest. I will get some more supplies from a volcano. Meanwhile we spotted a lake with water fowl, have some archers hunt them for meat. Keep camp guarded. I'll be back before sunset."

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    • Ruby: I guess they didn't come back.   Maybe they went everywhere else.  

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    • As they wait, knowing the drill, some forge workers place the sea shells and limestone into a kelm to heat it.

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    • They then return from the volcano, having taken with them several different types of volcanic ash, as well as tungstite ore, and basalt.

      "Alright, now we need to take these ingredients gathered and grind it into a fine powder. Once all the buckets are filled with this powder just get it wet enough to make a putty, for gluing the bricks into place. But before any of that, any success hunting?"

      The arches show him the many ducks, geese, swans, and some other bird types as well.

      "Good. I've caught plenty of prey for myself on my 2 trips, I won't eat any. More for everyone else."

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I wanted to let everyone know that at our current rate of progress by tomorrow morning we will have everything set except for the actual gates themselves. Although, their is a new planned addition to the building plan. 4 greenhouses. It won't take much longer, we will have plenty of sand left over to make the glass. Once it is finished, it will look about like this."

      Planned to be built

      "It will be used as defensive measures for farmland as well as be a place of shelter for hunters. I know, the smaller amounts of meals have not been a fair return for what was to make more then just seafood be on the menu, but the 2 new fortresses will be beneficial in supplying food to the war effort. As soon as we are sure there is no risk of bringing the plague to the capital city of Dragon Mountain, that would make 3 check points in all. Those of you who are allies from other lands awaiting pay, it will be transported as soon as we secure a rout to a bank it can be put into. Along with the virus we also need to insure we are able to get it their safely. Plenty of thugs can't wait for a chance to capture a military payroll."

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    • At least, everything is finished. After a good 3 hours to admire the work and relax a team of dragons are sent out.

      Using blowguns and darts filled with sleeping potion they dart 1 male megaloceros and 45 females and carry them to the southern section of the wall, and 80 female dodos and 8 male dodos and put them in the northern section of the walls. Both have massive stone shelters for them.

      Seeds from melons and lotus berries have been saved, in the west section melons are planted, in the east section lotus berries are planted. At the moment the greenhouses are not in use because the seeds they have to work with so far like the climate just fine.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Ok, I have allowed everyone a fair 4 days of rest. Now lets look for some natives to question."

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    • Petrie: Good idea.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an glides off of the plato and down to a bush where he meets a couple of rhinos.

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      "Evening gentlemen, I am Arr'Ia'an, prince of dragons. Mind if i ask you some questions?"

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    • RINO: Hi, my name is Mitch McConnell.  

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    • It begins to rain and then snow.  

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Mitch Mccoo… nella? Mi... McConnle… Mcconnal… Sorry I'm not very good with the root language, I just hear most words in my own tong due to magic. Tell me, have you seen any owls?"

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    • Mitch MConnell: Yes, this owl named Kludd, part of a group called the Pure Ones, donated $100,000 to my reelection campaign.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: Interesting.... what's a dollar? Yes, I know, from the way this word is used it is a form of currency, but how much is say, 1 of these worth in value?"

      Rhino Mitch: "One would have the value of about, one plastic bottle of apple juice."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "What's plastic?"

      Rhino Mitch: "Never mind that, the bottle size is what's important. Think, a bottle big enough to satisfy a mildly thirsty human."

      The dragon prince laughs.

      Rhino Mitch: "What's so funny?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: $100,000 way to dig deep. Tell you what."

      he some items out of his sack, 25 rubies, 35 sapphires, 27 gold ingots, 35 silver ingots 48 aquamarines 11 emeralds and 15 amethyst. "Tell you what, how much would you say this is worth in compresence?"

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    • Suddenly the dragon prince hears a sound, when he looks he sees a series of flashes of light. As he looks into it, a medallion fastened by a brace around his neck radiates blue and a feild of light flickers around him.

      "Lets, discuss this some place else."

      Rhino Mitch: "I really wish being a rhino came with pockets."

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    • 3 hours latter Rhino Mitch is in the fortress.

      Ryno Mitch: *while holding a pen in his mouth* "And done, I have finished signing the contract, with over a thousand witnesses, shown you a map to kludd's hideout, and promised to tell him nothing of this to anyone."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Very good, very good. Oh Ma'jkai'el."

      A servent brings him another bucket of fresh salmon berries.

      "So, a politician you say? What's it like being a part of that and playing with toys drawing with ink brush and paper and playing hide and seek for years before actually starting your training, as opposed to, you know, from the time of your first breath?"

      Rhino Mitch: "Um... the democratic thing to do would be to pretend I did not hear the question."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Hey what's that behind your ear." he reaches over and brings him arm back, revealing a Ice Age 2 piranha attached to his talon "Sorry conjuration is the hardest." he eats the fish and tries again, pulling a passionfruit out from behind. "For you."

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    • After they leave, Mitch McConnell calls up Nancy Pelosi who calls up Kludd.  

      RINO Mitch:  I kept my promise, I didn't tell Kludd, Nancy did.  Lots of money for me to seek my reelection.  Maybe they'll give my part of the forest of Ambala for helping them.

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      RINO Mitch:  I kept my promise, I didn't tell Kludd, Nancy did.  Lots of money for me to seek my reelection.  Maybe they'll give my part of the forest of Ambala for helping them.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Just a reminder, I am a prince. When you were still doing egg shell and glue art in the nursery I was training my cloaca off in the fields of politics. The contract you signed. Right here. It says that if you betray me in any way shape or form, I get to eat you. Cease him!"

      Just then, guards take Rhino Mitch into the kitchen. What happens next fades to black to censor the violence.

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    • Some time latter Rhino Mitch's head is soaked in heated salted oil and placed on one of the merlons of the north gatehouse on a pike.

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    • Littlefoot: What are we going to do, though, Nancy Pelosi will have contacted them by now.

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    • Meanwhile, due to some dark magic, RINO mitch regrows from his severed head and walks off.  

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    • MongooseLover wrote: Littlefoot: What are we going to do, though, Nancy Pelosi will have contacted them by now.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "That just means the enemy will relocate their hide out and I won't have a political puppet to work with as well as having lost precious gemstones forged in the scared fires of the mountain of a fire goddess to the hands of someone who will spend them for evil. Yes, we have made less then progress haven't we. You call it bad luck, I call it business as usual."

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an taps on a mirror.

      "I also call it all according to plan."

      A image on the mirror flickers, becoming clear, it shows the inside of a sack, each section on the mirror shows several different perspectives.

      Littlefoot: "You've enchanted the gemstones."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I have some tricks in my sack. Where ever they go, we will see, we will hear. Only way this can go wrong is if he spends them before we spy anything, or decides to bath in his money first..."

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    • Petrie:  Maybe gemstones bring him back to life.   You sure there no side effects?

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "The side effects only include spells to disrupt and damage enchanted items they come into contact with designed to be used against me and my friends. Unfortunately the shaman refused to teach me about necromancy. He said it was evil. What a shame."

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Wait, that's it! We did fight zombies earlier. Necromancy. If we can find who resurrected them, we can find who he was in league with."

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Yep, he had his backup plan incase he was caught, I had mine incase he escapes with the loot without doing my bidding. Now lets watch. See where he goes."

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    • Meanwhile very very very very very distant from this place Manny and his "herd" are passing by... Manny stops... they stop with him, he looks up at the plateau with the castle built on it, dragon air patrols swarming about, tiny trails of smoke from camp fires.

      Manny: "Oh right, I forgot they where hear. Hey everyone, I have an idea. Just for fun, lets go toward the terrifying dragon army and their castle. You know, on purpose."

      Sid: "No thanks, I choose life."

      Diageo: My thoughts exactly."

      Manny: "Ditto."

      And with that, those 3 and all the others turn and begin to continue their traveling, in a steady pace in the opposite direction. All except Crash and Eddie who seem to be speedily bolting in the wrong direction.

      Manny: "Where are you 2 going."

      Crash: "Toward the terrifying dragon army."

      Eddie: "On purpose."

      Manny: "I WAS JOKING!"

      Diageo: *sigh* "Guess we gotta go after them. Good thing too, you know I always wanted to be eaten by a predator higher on the food chain then a cat, especially the flying fire breathing kind."

      Sid: "Wow really, seems like kinda a stupid..."

      Diageo: *Glares at Sid*

      Sid: "Right, sarcasm. Hey, maybe these newcomers will turn out to not be so bad."

      Manny: "Thanks for staying positive."

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    • Who are Crash and Eddie?  

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    • MongooseLover wrote:
      Who are Crash and Eddie?  

      (opossum characters from the sequels)

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    • (LMTO)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote: Meanwhile very very very very very distant from this place Manny and his "herd" are passing by... Manny stops... they stop with him, he looks up at the plateau with the castle built on it, dragon air patrols swarming about, tiny trails of smoke from camp fires.

      Manny: "Oh right, I forgot they where hear. Hey everyone, I have an idea. Just for fun, lets go toward the terrifying dragon army and their castle. You know, on purpose."

      Sid: "No thanks, I choose life."

      Diageo: My thoughts exactly."

      Manny: "Ditto."

      And with that, those 3 and all the others turn and begin to continue their traveling, in a steady pace in the opposite direction. All except Crash and Eddie who seem to be speedily bolting in the wrong direction.

      Manny: "Where are you 2 going."

      Crash: "Toward the terrifying dragon army."

      Eddie: "On purpose."

      Manny: "I WAS JOKING!"

      Diageo: *sigh* "Guess we gotta go after them. Good thing too, you know I always wanted to be eaten by a predator higher on the food chain then a cat, especially the flying fire breathing kind."

      Sid: "Wow really, seems like kinda a stupid..."

      Diageo: *Glares at Sid*

      Sid: "Right, sarcasm. Hey, maybe these newcomers will turn out to not be so bad."

      Manny: "Thanks for staying positive."

      The meeting between the best known characters and the dragons a week ago is left up to the imagination of the reader.




      During the week there is much work that is done in silence. The most important thing is these staves are constructed.
      Enchanted Standing Staff
      In length they are 3 and a half times as long as the average human. The exact enchantments put on them is currently classified, but they are a mass produced version of enchantments that world normally take 5 months to produce, while instead 17 have been crafted over the course of 8 days. They are currently being positioned onto the tops of merlons around the walls, and are linked from the light that goes in and out of them to a room in the keep with a mirror on each wall and a crystal ball in the center. Much like a form of security camera system.


      As well, 125 ballestas have been crafted and are being placed between crenels. The range of these ballestas alone is 750 yards, but the ammo they are designed to fire is a rocket with a pin-hook that latches onto the string. When it fires the pin stays latched to the string as the rest flies onward, triggering a 3 second grenade like fuse that activates the thruster. The tip of the rocket is razor sharp and the warhead a strong steel to chamber the explosives, designed so it absolutely will not explode unless it hits something. The range of the rocket is 15000 yards. It flies with pin point accuracy until the fuel runs out, then it depends on how it was arched.

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      "I also call it all according to plan."

      A image on the mirror flickers, becoming clear, it shows the inside of a sack, each section on the mirror shows several different perspectives.

      Littlefoot: "You've enchanted the gemstones."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I have some tricks in my sack. Where ever they go, we will see, we will hear. Only way this can go wrong is if he spends them before we spy anything, or decides to bath in his money first..."

      During the week around the clock every sight and sound that the gemstones pick up have been recorded by scribes and every place they been well mapped as possible until at last they are taken to a vult. The vult's location is marked on a map.

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    • Petrie flies over to Sid and the others.   He sees Diego, however, and cries "Sharptooth!"

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    • Diego: "What? sharptooth? are you making fun of me?"

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Where he comes from the language has not evolved as far as it did here, sharptooth is a primitive term for carnivore, he worries you may eat him."

      Diego: "Don't Pteranodons eat fish and small lizards? Don't worry, I'm a gentlemen. When I hunt some one first I make sure they aren't associated with friends or family, then I try to pick some one who is a jerk that no one will really miss, and even then I let them know that I plan to hunt them, give them a head start, and try to make it painless. I know, most cats prefer to play with their catch, but I find that cruel and unnessacary."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "While forging alliances we will be encountering some pretty strange verity of creatures. Take cation, but you never know."

      Manny: "Speaking of, that deal we made earlier during the time most events weren't recorded to the thread, you really think you can do it? For all of us?"

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      Lord of the STARS wrote: Meanwhile very very very very very distant from this place Manny and his "herd" are passing by... Manny stops... they stop with him, he looks up at the plateau with the castle built on it, dragon air patrols swarming about, tiny trails of smoke from camp fires.

      Manny: "Oh right, I forgot they where hear. Hey everyone, I have an idea. Just for fun, lets go toward the terrifying dragon army and their castle. You know, on purpose."

      Sid: "No thanks, I choose life."

      Diageo: My thoughts exactly."

      Manny: "Ditto."

      And with that, those 3 and all the others turn and begin to continue their traveling, in a steady pace in the opposite direction. All except Crash and Eddie who seem to be speedily bolting in the wrong direction.

      Manny: "Where are you 2 going."

      Crash: "Toward the terrifying dragon army."

      Eddie: "On purpose."

      Manny: "I WAS JOKING!"

      Diageo: *sigh* "Guess we gotta go after them. Good thing too, you know I always wanted to be eaten by a predator higher on the food chain then a cat, especially the flying fire breathing kind."

      Sid: "Wow really, seems like kinda a stupid..."

      Diageo: *Glares at Sid*

      Sid: "Right, sarcasm. Hey, maybe these newcomers will turn out to not be so bad."

      Manny: "Thanks for staying positive."

      The meeting between the best known characters and the dragons a week ago is left up to the imagination of the reader.


      Revealing it.

      This section of the story has not been recorded so that I could deliberately allow Mongoose to forget about this thread for the week, so that I could take advantage of his tendency to do so to allow some defense upgrades to be done without anything able to interrupt it or learn of it. That way dragon air supremacy can be secured. Below is a recording of how the meeting with the ice age main crew went.


      Crash & Eddy work their way up the Plateau and eventually come to the wall. Here they find to their dismay that the walls are so finely sealed together with concrete that even their tiny paws cannot grasp anything and get ahold. It cannot be climbed.

      Crash: "Ah, who would do this? its not climbable even for us."

      Eddie: "How odd, its as if it was built to keep some one out." he says as he looks up at the trap doors on the machiculations.

      They work their way around, until they finally find the gatehouse. Here there are some orcs on guard. They spot them and look at them.

      Crash: "No way! Are those humans?"

      Eddie: "They can't be! Humans have been extinct for over 10 years!"

      Manny Diego and the rest begin to catch up to Crash and Eddie. As the orcs see them aproaching they begin to play the tumpets https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lQvlh9LuDo Some dragons with trumpets of their own join in https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKfGFz84eFI

      The Dragon Bard begins to play his lyre and he sings

      🎵 Manny Sid Deiego and the rest of your fine crew, its good to see you how do you do? Come in, but watch your step, oh please would you, there are dodos inside the first field with in. Try not to step on them whatever you do, Royal Dragon Prince Arr'Ia'an has been expecting you.🎵 And with that, the gates open to let them in.

      Manny: "Wait, he has? he knew we would eventually come?"

      As Manny's "Herd" steps in they are escorted to the west and allowed through that section, into one of the garden areas. Here the prince comes toward them to greet them with "So good to see you. Sorry for no direct invitation, we kinda had to much to do to look for you."

      Sid: "Nice to meet you Ary.. Air'Rye... um..."

      The prince looks immensely displeased with Sid's attempt to pronounce his name... "Not fluent in pronouncing words in the dragon tong I take it?" He says in a tone that suggest he is holding back his wrath.

      Sid: "Mind if I just call you Mr Dragon?"

      "Oh certainly." Prince Arr'Ia'an says now sounding pleased. "Now tell me, I hear Disney now owns your beloved franchise, any idea what they plan to do with it?"

      Manny: "The next movie will be exploited for propaganda, they plan to have a politician voice a new rhino character so he can be recognized by his fan base during his campaign. This isn't what Ice Age is about. It is meant to have its moments of goof kid entertainment with a few jokes they won't understand until they are older and a immersive story around that."

      Sid: "Eh, politicians. Hate them, don't you mister dragon?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I solemnly swear by the honor of my family business the day I consider politicians as a whole to be my enemy I will kindly lay my head in a guillotine. So, do you by chance dislike Disney owning the franchise?"

      Diageo: *To Sid* "That was insensitive, you do know what a prince is, right?"

      Manny: "To be honist we arn't too thrilled about Fox as they acted on their own either. For example the script often tends to have us constantly reminding the audience that we will go extinct one day as if it is a fun and exiting thing. I mean, can't we just reschedually our type's inevitable great paleocene extinction for, i don't know, never?"


      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "We can do that."

      Manny: "Wait, really?"


      Lord of the STARS wrote: Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Where he comes from the language has not evolved as far as it did here, sharptooth is a primitive term for carnivore, he worries you may eat him."

      Diego: "Don't Pteranodons eat fish and small lizards? Don't worry, I'm a gentlemen. When I hunt some one first I make sure they aren't associated with friends or family, then I try to pick some one who is a jerk that no one will really miss, and even then I let them know that I plan to hunt them, give them a head start, and try to make it painless. I know, most cats prefer to play with their catch, but I find that cruel and unnessacary."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "While forging alliances we will be encountering some pretty strange verity of creatures. Take cation, but you never know."

      Manny: "Speaking of, that deal we made earlier during the time most events weren't recorded to the thread, you really think you can do it? For all of us?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Of course. A dragon's idea of a perfect world is one teeming with megafauna, and being highly intelligent creatures we will insure a world full of megafauna. But here's the catch, we can only do it the more power we have over this world. But we will need your support. What you say, an alliances?"

      The 3 of them with Crash Eddie and Elie do a football huddle, whispering to each other. After the moment they turn to the prince. "We're in." they answer.

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    • After they have finished the defenses for their main city, a much smaller dragon village comes under attack by a large group of Hillbilly raptors like from The Good Dinosaur.

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    • MongooseLover wrote: After they have finished the defenses for their main city, a much smaller dragon village comes under attack by a large group of Hillbilly raptors like from The Good Dinosaur.

      (mmm, probably another noble that has a division of the military. Its never been established how many elite dragons got off screen captured, perhaps the fortification of one of the other members of the royal family. I suppose it could be considered a main city if someone else decided to colonize The Ice Age.)

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Lets reinforce them then, lead the way."

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    • The Hillbilly raptors are in danger of overtaking the village, when they suddenly come under attack by an army of compies.  

      Scat
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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an rather easily swoops down and snatches up one of the hillbilly raptors in his hind talons and flies over landing on a rock, then in a quick chomp snaps the creatures neck.

      11 other raptors look at him, he tosses the body onto them then shoots a fireball onto them, they are killed nearly instantly by the explosion, and the splash damage lingering flames finish them off.

      The rest of the raptors try to flee, but the prince signals the squadron, and they trap their retreat with a wall of flames, then drop fleches onto them from above.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I wish to speak to the leader of this settlement."

      "On my way over." A dragon replies, approaching.

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "What the hell is wrong with you? Care to explain how a tribe of shrimpy little theropod peasants are able to lay a near sucsessful siege to..." The approaching dragon comes closer, he sees who it is clearly now.... "Arr'A'Dael?"

      "Your not going to go soft on me just because I'm your brother are you? By all means, keep yelling at me for my incompetence, but please don't tell anyone I was losing to peasant raptors. If anyone asks, they were spinosauriods, and they had crossbows and halberds."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "What are you doing out here?"

      Prince Arr'A'Dael: "Well, we have not heard a report from your campaign at the capital city of mainland Dragon Mountain for months! For months! So, I assumed you were defeated, and went forth with the soldiers under my command. But the first thing I wanted to do was make sure they would have plenty of food, so I built a base where there is plenty of megafauna to hunt."

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Sorry you haven't heard from me, I was worried if I sent back reports they would carry back the virus and infect the mainland population."

      Prince Arr'A'Dael: "..... Virus?... What virus?"

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    • (I decided to allow a 2 day pause without time going by both to allow the 2 of us spare time for other priorities as well as it having been 6 days when i said 8. I will pick up next noon with some continuing plot.)

      MongooseLover wrote: After they have finished the defenses for their main city, a much smaller dragon village comes under attack by a large group of Hillbilly raptors like from The Good Dinosaur.


      Planned to be built

      (Just a reminder, yes, i know, that's some very intimidating fortifacations. Those towers alone can act as demi-keeps for housing, and with all those thick walls if somthing like this was inhabited by even just goblins they could hold off a legion of Roman legionaries. But this is no capital city. Its intended purpose is both as a farm and to house hunter/gatherer teams as well as having stations to prepare preserve and deliver food. Yes i know that looks like pretty overkill fortifacations for just those 3 purposes but they expect any moment their midival military may be challanged by modern soldiers once again summoning the corage to attack directly, so each area they go to needs fortified checkpoints.)

      (Besides, dragons are very large creatures. We're talking 48 feet from snout to tail, gotta make sure there will be plenty so they can't be starved into surrender. That would be terrible. After all, have you ever heard of a dragon surrendering? Don't want that to have to become a thing do we?)

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: "Its from one of the other worlds. Anyway I kinda lost a ton of treasure to the enemy."

      Prince Arr'A'Dael: "You what?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: "I've met a agent of the enemy I figured was only in it for money, so I tried paying them more so they would work for me instead. Unfortunely they were loyal, and escaped with the treasure without doing anything for me in return. But for the off chance this would happen, I cursed the treasure that it would reveal to me where its hidden, and I know the exact location of the bank its hidden in. Ironically, its in the exact place the peasant raptors came from. You ready to come and get it back?"

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    • MongooseLover wrote: After they have finished the defenses for their main city, a much smaller dragon village comes under attack by a large group of Hillbilly raptors like from The Good Dinosaur.


      I been hard at work thinking about a way the dinosaurs from A Good Dinosaur could be any form of threat to my dragons. They are still in the stoneage, they have no magic, they have nothing more fancy then normal natural abilities. I am sorry to say, but a war with villains from A Good Dinosaur and my dragons wouldn't offer much room for them to successfully siege a dragon proxy camp, it would go more like this.

      A Good Dinosaur Villain Legion: "Dragons be warned, you have declared war on The Dinosaurs."

      Dragon: "This is not war, this is pest control."

      AGDVL: "We have 7 million dinosaur villains, how many have you?"

      Dragon: "4".

      AGDVL: "You would destroy the A Good Dinosaur Villain Legion with only 4 dragons?"

      Dragon: "We would destroy the A Good Dinosaur Villain Legion with only 1 dragon, you are superior in only one respect."

      AGDVL: "And what is that?"

      Dragon: "You are better at dying."

      And then it would be over in time for dinner.

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    • Petrie: Maybe Fast Biters diversion from real threat.  

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    • There is a silence as everyone looks around, waiting, watching, to see if something replaces the ankle biters.

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    • Prince Arr'Ia'an: ...…"Nope, nothing happened."

      Prince Arr'A'Dael: "...Soooo, why are we all just standing around like eggs waiting to hatch? You said you knew where to go?"

      Prince Arr'Ia'an: https://landbeforetime.fandom.com/wiki/Thread:130048 "You ready."

      Prince Arr'A'Dael: "Lets go brother. Its been far too long since I set something on fire."

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