Agoge

"You heard anything about an Agoge?" Left Guard asked right.

"Nope, sergeant."

"Okay, so no Agoge going on here. You can leave."

"And what is the gate cost?" I asked. "So I can see for myself?"

"Two copper." Left Guard said.

I handed the coins over.

"Per tusk." he said.

No, of course I didn't rip my own tusk out. What young uruk would willingly do so?

I handed over the graft.

"You know, now that I think about it..." Left Guard said.

"Don't you DARE mistake my kindness for weakness." I said, gesturing with my axe.

Thus did I enter Rakkal's Glory. Kinder to those of us with tusks my ass. Well, they didn't call out, didn't try to arrest me. I guess that's kinder.