(You carefully unfold the tattered paper. Dried blood drifts to the ground.)

(It seems a Daeva called Ovel signed the message in blood.)

(After reading the news, it seems it would be the best to take it to Bastiel in Lakrum.)
(He opens the letter with shaking hands.) This... is a letter from Ovel to me? Where did you get that?

Ovel worried only for his uncaring father, right to the end...

(He falls silent for a moment as if his throat had been cut.) Be that as it may, thank you for this letter.

I owe you a great debt. I hope I have the chance to repay you one day.