page_0: "A History of Rotlock Prison

Rotlock Prison standeth as the eldest of our penal fastnesses, erected by Hammerite hands long ere Cragscleft was hewn from its cliffs. 'Twas built in the mountains, where the ruffians and troublemakers might be removed from the civilised streets of the City.

The site was chosen for its natural advantages, yet beneath the stone lay something ancient: a slumbering fire-mountain, its fury contained deep within the earth. The brethren deemed this a blessing from the Builder himself, for what better instrument of final judgment than His own purifying flame?

A great shaft was bored down into the bowels of the mountain, reaching a chamber where molten rock churned in terrible radiance. This became the void where the most wicked prisoners, those beyond all redemption and human penance, were cast into the flames below."
page_1: "For decades, this practice continued without incident. But in time, strange occurences began to manifest. Prisoners spoke of voices coming from empty cells. Guards reported phantom figures in corridors where none should walk. It is as if the mountain had been roused from a thousand year sleep.

Brother Aldruhn, the warden, ordered an investigation. Explorers discovered a natural cave where the disturbances seemed strongest. Strange energies lingered there, older than our Order, perhaps as old as the Builder himself.

Eventually, the cave was locked behind a door of iron and blessed stone, sealed with a spell of binding wrought by our most learned spellcasters. The practice of casting prisoners into lava was abandoned forthwith.

Let no brother seek to open what was closed, nor disturb the primeval silence that dwelleth below."
