attention of Your Excellency, the Princess of Belcadiz Carnelia. Please excuse the delay with which I write, but in order to best carry out the tasks that I had honor to receive from you, I had to change some of the guidelines usually applied to prisoners of the Well of Lost Souls.
First I want to reassure the prisoner is safe and still in our possession. After having removed all weapons and armor, and it incantenato with adamantium, as you requested, we were able to place him in stasis on a permanent basis. His body was lowered into one of the rooms of containment, as is customary for guests of the Well that should not be judged from the board and whose conviction is permanent. However, I have personally applied some seals ban on the hatch, so that no one inadvertently opens. I also made it possible to enchant magic walls, with rituals that make security more difficult to identify the prisoner, dissolve the magic that keep in stasis, and release him. They know the rules of the Well of Lost Souls, I know that the well is already equipped with many security measures that make the most useless spells, however licensed and speaking, my Lady, if you had seen what was able to the prisoner before he caught, you'd own my own care.
I invite you still not believe that those soldiers who survived will report rumors about the advent of a deity or a mythological hero. Believe me, there was nothing heroic or divine in the rocky clearing, when the trap of His Lordship the Baron is shot. The prisoner is a very tough, strength and experience, and were only his strength and his experience enabled him to resist the continuous attacks by our magicians and of our militia. I understand that in front of nearly a hundred high-ranking soldiers, killed and mutilated in this way, some of them may have believed that he saw an avatar or some kind of otherworldly creature. What I can assure you is that Nogard is only a man of flesh and bones as I am and so are you. Only he knows what's on your mind, that his mind is not certainly related to our own, and his way of seeing reality is not ours, nor do we match. Yet trust in my words: in the well is a real fury of war, a veteran of the massacre, a beast. Nothing more, nothing less.
Therefore, with regard to the concern of your Excellency, that the high council could consider this incident as a dangerous test of the strength of divine powers, I suggest you bring them my account: even if the prisoner possessed some kind of divine blessing, or whether it was a chosen one, or a demi himself, in any case the art has folded and reduced in chains.
you sure there was help,
your servant,
Gadis Cortazar
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