Bridge Toll

It's a grim morning on the mud flats, and Dray finds his patience wearing thinner than the skin on a fresh kill. Gix, always one for a bit of sport, is making an example of a stubborn traveler at the bridge, carving lessons into flesh while the wary crowd simply calculates the odds. It’s not outrage Dray sees in their faces, but arithmetic – a tally of what happens when the Scum Kings decide you've slighted them. This casual brutality is a message, but perhaps not the one Dray wants to send.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.