A spy? [He takes in a long, slow breath, then releases it. After a moment, the bard shakes his head.] No. I wasn't a spy. I understand what you mean by such a term, but I --
[It was not that he didn't have connections. His mysterious benefactor. But he was not a spy. He was a middleman, if he was anything.
He...
It doesn't matter now, does it? No one but Yennefer will ever know the Sandpiper.] If you could call me anything, I was a smuggler. Of people. People who were trying to escape the war. Persecution. Death. I saw a grove of druids get slaughtered like they were nothing, and I could not... I could not ignore what I'd seen.
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[It was not that he didn't have connections. His mysterious benefactor. But he was not a spy. He was a middleman, if he was anything.
He...
It doesn't matter now, does it? No one but Yennefer will ever know the Sandpiper.] If you could call me anything, I was a smuggler. Of people. People who were trying to escape the war. Persecution. Death. I saw a grove of druids get slaughtered like they were nothing, and I could not... I could not ignore what I'd seen.