In all the lands in the far northeast ruled an evil warlord that commanded a great and fearsome horde. Also at his command is Yeraki and his raven brethen. Long since has his lands the Territories have been evacutated or its inhabitants long slain or taken for slaves. Ruling by stealth and secrecy... fear and strength... he pitied no beast.
Arrio the Doglord!
He moves southwest in search of new territories to conquer. Driven by the great legends of Redwall Abbey and Salamandastron. He wonders of their plunder and most of all he wanted the challenge. For no beast could match his strength or wit and he has long since thought of looking for his opponent. Champion of Redwall or Lord of Salamandastron. To those who know him he is known as High Lord Warwolf.
Arrio the Doglord!
He who swept across the plains accompanied by black ravens in the sky.
He who was cloaked by dark of cloud and night.
He who wields the iron glaive.
He who has been defeated by no beast.
He who comes from the unknown of shadows.
Arrio! Arrio! Arrio!
Arrio...
...the Doglord.