No man is left to cage us. There's no rule, no law...The days of crime and punishment, of right and wrong, are over.

All guards have fled, scurried away at the first sign of trouble like rats... leaving us to rot behind bars. Even I — ME! I said I was INNOCENT! Cowards. All of them. I pray they choke on dust!

There'd be chaos without the matron, Lupa. Even the rowdiest brigand whimpers when she steps near — she spits acid with every howl, making them cower and weep. Always a hint of ethanol in the air...

She's got a plan. There's no breaking through the gate, but.... hollow walls, she says — a cavern behind her cell. She's got help from outside... a sister, I hear. Perhaps we can break through!

WE BROKE THROUGH the wall!
Lupa tore the stones apart, and behind the rubble, there REALLY WAS a cave! As the dust settled, we were met with the ravenous glares of a Vukah clan... but nothing could phase us with the matron by our side!
She grovelled and roared, spat and crushed — In her blighted rampage, she nearly skinned them alive!

The way is clear, the skies are bright! We won't stop here! We'll claim the world! Raven's Keep is only the beginning! Lupa's sister will take Surat's Rest whilst we build a LAIR of our own to eclipse Umber Hollow!
The Nomad Highlands, no, perhaps all of Orindell will be ours!
GLORY to matron Lupa!