He takes raw ebony from the mines. He does not tell anyone. He pays no tax on it. He steals it from the mine, and avoids the tax. So when he sells it to smugglers, he makes a very fine profit indeed. No costs. All profit.

Thank you, friend. Because of you, %Name has freedom, so you must have truth. The boss man, Cunius Pelelius? He comes at night. He thinks he sneaks, thinks no one sees him. But everyone sees. He takes ebony and puts it in a bag. Then he sneaks out again.

Thank you, friend. I have my freedom, so you will have the truth. The boss man, Cunius Pelelius? He comes at night. He thinks he sneaks, thinks no one sees him. But everyone sees. He takes ebony and puts it in a bag. Then he sneaks out again.

All right, all right. %Name will tell you what %Name knows. The boss man, Cunius Pelelius? He comes at night. He thinks he sneaks, thinks no one sees him. But everyone sees. He takes ebony and puts it in a bag. Then he sneaks out again.

All right, all right. I will tell you what I know. The boss man, Cunius Pelelius? He comes at night. He thinks he sneaks, thinks no one sees him. But everyone sees. He takes ebony and puts it in a bag. Then he sneaks out again.

This slave says nothing. Stay safe? Stay quiet.