The bridge is out.

— Hold on, traveler. No use heading down to the bank, I already went and looked.

A dragon came through last night. Didn't stop, didn't ask for passage, didn't collect a toll — just swung its tail through the central span and carried on toward the mountains. Took twenty feet of stone with it. What's left won't hold a mule.

The stonemasons showed up at dawn. They say they'll fix it fast, but masons always say that. Come back later and I'll open the gate for you.

• Status Central span under repair
• Expected reopening Before nightfall
• Dragon Long gone