Welcome to the Rise of Agon Community

Create an account today to engage in discussions and community events on the Rise of Agon forums.

(RP Only)The Influence of the Redmoon Reserves

Discussion in 'Clan Discussion' started by JasperHawkins, Jun 24, 2018.

  1. JasperHawkins

    JasperHawkins Akathar
    Legend

    Joined:
    Nov 6, 2015
    Messages:
    270
    Likes Received:
    430
    A rain soaked weary traveler stumbles through the gates carrying an obviously opened thick parchment envelope, housed in an even thicker boiled leather side bag. Its greasy. It has been waxed to keep off the weather of the harsh northern summer rains of the Tribelands, and shows significant wear. Messages here are common, but you can tell there is nothing common about this one.

    The parcel, as it is, also shows several deep scores in the leather like the Claws of Fenris himself had been upon it, Blood will not mix with wax but it will mix with ash on wax, , and that is the reason you dread where this message comes from, delivered in such a grisly rust colored parcel,.the man standing sodden and dripping with rain here before you is not the first to carry the message that Sunthrone was overtaken...

    The end of the scrawl brings an even graver message.

    It contains reports from a Mercian scouting group's last surviving member, after he and his comrades ventured too far into Maharim Territory.

    Though the quality of the materials for the correspondence and accompanying writ was obviously meant to be a mere scribes observations on the rough culture of the north, carried back to some powdered Mirdain lordling for his amusement, the remains carried something else entirely.

    Red Moon, sensing an impending war has begun, in earnest to muster Reserves, and it is said there is a new school of masons, taught in secret, holding old ways that were once made forbidden in an attempt to bring peace to Agon.

    The Portal Masons.

    In secret they have been gathering the materials they need, only now having stockpiles to meet the demands of a discerning force.

    The Redmoon Reserves appear to be one of these forces. Anticipating the value of maintaining a territory, not only have they captured multiple holdings in The Tribelands, the Reserves have already built a full portal network to be able to move between their holdings quickly, silently and effectivel as any good wolf pack, and it is only a matter of time before they begin to expand their territory further.

    --Unnamed Informant (..blood splatters..)
     
    Collapse Signature Expand Signature
  2. Pimptight

    Pimptight Black Knight
    Streamer Legend

    Joined:
    Apr 9, 2016
    Messages:
    1,400
    Likes Received:
    1,136
    I made many trips behind those three diesel locomotives, and one trip that comes to mind happened behind 1802 on January 29th, 1962. Train 233 was a daily passenger train leaving Montreal's Windsor Station at 0800 with six regular stops enroute to Ottawa. The train had one or two trains to meet that required taking the siding, being in the inferior direction, and arrived at Union Station (downtown) at 1035. This was a very popular train, especially with people from the business world and Members of Parliament, etc. They could leave Montreal in the morning, arrive in Ottawa, do their business and return at 1700, arriving at Montreal at 1915. There was good accommodation, with dining and parlour car service.

    On the date in question, I was the conductor with Armand Richer the engineer. We had a five-car train consisting of baggage car 4490, coaches 2287 and 2247, cafe-parlour 6672 and parlour 6664.
    The trip was uneventful until we were stopped unexpectedly by the train order signal at St. Eugene (Ontario). After making the stop at the station, we were advised by the agent that Rigaud (Quebec) had reported smoke coming from the wheel area of our engine. On examination, we found that the independent brake had been on enough to turn the wheels white hot. Several applications and releases of the engine brakes were made to see if they were functioning properly. A couple of times when the brakes were released, the shoes did not move free of the wheels, especially on wheel "L-6", the trailing wheel on the trailing truck on the fireman's side. To move the shoes free of the wheels, I used one of the sectionmen's snow shovels to hit the brake shoe. When some of the snow that was on the shovel struck the hot wheel, it started to sizzle. After we assured ourselves that the brakes were operating properly, we departed St. Eugene several minutes late. This was of particular concern to the passengers, especially those Members of Parliament who had to be in the House for 1100 and the business people who had appointments.

    On this particular morning, the weather was sunny and very cold. It was also a Monday. After passing Navan (Ontario), and travelling about as fast as the 1802 could turn a wheel, along about mileage 78 or 79 (M&O Subdivision), there was an emergency application of the brakes. Before we got stopped at mileage 81, we had travelled approximately two miles around a long left-hand curve and over the angle crossing just east of Blackburn siding. After coming to a stop and making an inspection, we found about a third of the wheel, "L-6" on the 1802 was broken and the piece was missing. This, you will recall, was the same wheel we had examined at St. Eugene. When the wheel had broken, the piece apparently flew up and broke the train line on the baggage car and caused the emergency application of the brakes. The portable telephone was immediately connected to the poles and the dispatcher advised of our problems. Arrangements were made to transfer the passengers to Ottawa by taxis and bus, Another engine and the shop staff from Ottawa West was brought out to move the 1802 into the siding at Blackburn and take our train into the station.

    In order to move the 1802, a tie was placed on top of the rail and the broken part of the wheel rested on the tie and the engine was "skidded" into the siding. After we had left Blackburn, the skidding process was continued all the way over to the Ottawa West shops. This was a long slow operation that lasted until late into the evening. I was told that by the time they reached the shops, there was only the nub of the wheel left! Our train finally arrived in Ottawa, sans passengers, at 1330. There, we were advised by the Superintendent how lucky we were that we didn't take the ditch. The sectionmen had examined the track and found several broken rails starting at mileage 78 and at least three were sticking up in the air in such a fashion that it was unbelievable how the train was able to pass over them. This is one time that we were fortunate to have a unit with a six-wheel truck and the trailing pair of wheels. If it had been a four-wheel truck, we would no doubt have ended up over in Le Mer Bleu. ( A big swamp east of Ottawa).

    Of course, at the ensuing inevitable investigation, it came out that the crew was shovelling snow on the wheel to cool it off. When it was explained exactly what had happened, the matter was dropped. It was also revealed that the engineers had been having problems with the independent brake slipping on, and had been booking this condition for several trips. Needless to say, this was promptly rectified.

    In closing, I found something else of note when checking my records. The engine that was sent out to haul our train into Ottawa was the 8558 (RS-10). It so happens that both of these derelicts, 8558 and 1802, ended up on the VIA engine roster. (Both have since been retired).
     
    Collapse Signature Expand Signature
    MerleisAirdburne and Sero like this.
  3. JasperHawkins

    JasperHawkins Akathar
    Legend

    Joined:
    Nov 6, 2015
    Messages:
    270
    Likes Received:
    430
    (RP off). I love trains, their history, and the stories behind them, especially one so close to my heart, (For 20 Bucks I can catch a bus to Montreal, will take me an hour and a half or so (half of that browsing DF forums). Bring this shit to comms instead an RP thread mate. Fight fair.
    Drinking real beers on draft, and smashing poutine at my favourite spot (not giving away my secrets you already know too much) One of my favorite cities to visit. Montreal. I like to meander around old Montreal with a notepad and a cup of strong coffe Tshirt sales and other goofy shit, but the architecture speaks to me.
     
    Collapse Signature Expand Signature
    Pimptight likes this.