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Talon: My name is Talon.

I'm the last Blackblood,
or so I've been told.

I escaped when Everit Dred
killed all my people.

I cut off the points of my ears
to hide in plain sight.

A tiny creature lives inside me,

passed to me by my dying mother.

It gives me the power to open
portals to another world

and summon powerful
demons called Lu-Qiri.

But I can only summon them
when I have their names,

something that's proving
to be a challenge.

The Prime Order wants me dead,

but I've found sanctuary at
the farthest edge of the Realm

in a place known as the Outpost.

Mistress:
Previously on "The Outpost"...

Do you know what I had seen
under her armoire?

The real Rosmund
had a misshapen face.

Admit the truth.
You are no queen.

I was promised all your lands
because you'd be king.

- That deal is off the table now.
- There will be a reckoning.

- You're not coming with me?
- You know I can't.

I think it's a key that belongs
to a shrine called Vor-Anden.

Milus: I have 3,000
fighting men.

Your untrained army of boys
doesn't stand a chance.

He's planning
on starving us out.

- Are you still selling?
- Deven: Aye.

How are you going to
get me the colipsum?

Brogan: From the Mistress.

Have you been taking this
every day, Garret?

No! No! I need that!

Zed: You've never touched a
Blackblood man at all, have you?

- Talon: What's it doing?
- I have no idea.

"Gwynn". Garret, come back to me.

Swear that you are mine.

I am yours to command.

The last remaining portrait
of Rosmund as a child

in the secret compartment
under her armoire.

The real Rosmund
had a misshapen face.

Garret, what are you doing?

Garret, put the sword down.

Garret! Garret,
put the sword down!

What have I done?

- Zed: We're here.
- What was this place?

Vor-Anden was built to honour
the Seven Warriors of Old.

And if the legends
are to be believed,

the key should unlock
what we came for.

Unlock what?

Hopefully, the power we need
to save our people.

And save the Queen.

Of course.

Zed: You do the honours.

Talon: What is that?

A constellation.

What are you looking for?

Bellator.

The greatest Blackblood
warrior to ever live,

frozen forever in the stars
as a reminder of his strength.

He should be
somewhere to the north

of this constellation somewhere.

You can read the stars?

When I lived in this world, my
mother and I would spend hours

every night
just looking up at the stars.

She died in the war
before we were banished...

under the sky she loved.

I'm sorry.

Wait.

Bellator.

I don't understand.
You came here to kill me?

Janzo destroyed the medication.

I don't know, I...

In the Capital,
they showed me this painting.

It's me, Alton, and my parents.

It had your parents
and your brother,

but it had a different
little girl in it.

Right, tonight,
when I saw this version,

it was like a fog just...

It just poured out.

- I cannot stay at the Outpost.
- Gwynn: You are not leaving.

- I have to.
- Why?

Because of what I've done!
I came here to try and kill you.

I tried to kill Talon and...

and Wythers, oh.

- Oh, gods, Wythers.
- What about him?

- I killed him.
- What?

Gwynn, they made me
kill my own father.

I have to go.

It's time that their weapon
was turned against them.

If revenge is what you want,

then stay here
and help us defeat them.

Getting yourself killed
accomplishes nothing.

I have been gone from the
Capital for too long already.

Alright, it is a matter of time

before The Three
realise I have failed.

They will send an army.

And that's why they haven't
already attacked.

Hopefully, they still
think I'm one of them.

But I have to go
into the lion's den.

Please.

- I need you here.
- No.

After all I've done,
there is no way

that you still care about me.

You have Baron Aegisford now.

I thought you were dead.

A lot has happened.

Am I still a prisoner?

Guards,
inform the other soldiers

that Garret Spears
is no longer a prisoner.

He's free to come and go
from the Outpost as he pleases.

Leave us.

I can't.

Your Majesty.

Talon: What's this
supposed to be?

Zed: What?

Where's the weapon you spoke of?

Zed?

No.

This can't be all there is.

Is this one supposed
to have a hole in it?

They're all holes.

Empty holes.

No, this one has another one
in the bottom,

like it's been chewed through
or something.

Zed: Maybe it
chewed its way out.

What did?

Got it.

Talon: Ls that
what I think it was?

- It's a Kinj.
- Like mine?

Different.
It can't open portals.

There's only one Asterkinj
and it lives in you.

And you knew it would be here?

I hoped.

I don't know what this one is
or what it does.

It's not going to do
something terrible, is it?

What do the legends say?

Well, there are supposed
to be seven of them,

the Asterkinj and six more.

Each offers its host
a different power.

The warriors must have come
and taken them over time.

- So what does yours do?
- I have no idea.

I don't know
what triggers it either.

How does yours work?

Talon. Look, help me understand.

It's going to be no help
to either of us

if I can't figure out
how to use it.

I don't know how to describe it.

First time I used my Kinj,
it was because I was in danger.

- It's like it knew I needed it.
- And now?

Now I just concentrate on what
I want and the portal opens.

Right, but in order for me
to be able to do that...

You'll have to figure out
what it does.

We must draw up plans to break
the siege as soon as tomorrow.

What's the hurry?

The Prime Order
will be here any day now

when they realise Garret failed.

Orlick: With respect, Your
Majesty, we will be outnumbered.

We won't stand a chance,
regardless of the siege.

True, which is why we need
Milus's army to join us.

We should perform
a surgical strike,

kill the snake at the head.

Tobin: With Milus dead,
his army becomes my army,

and, therefore, your army.

Exactly. It's our only chance.

But to get to Milus,

we would have to go through
most of his fighters.

Gwynn: Thereby destroying the
very army we wish to join us.

I know.

But we must think of something.

Guard! Get him! Get him!

Guard: The Queen says he's free.

- You cured me, Janzo.
- What?

So you, the person who tried
to kill the Queen, is free?

And I'm still a prisoner? Well,
that makes sense, doesn't it?

- Are you really cured?
- Yes.

I'm finally beginning
to think clearly.

- Promise you won't hurt me.
- I promise.

Hm. Normal pupillary
reaction to light.

Not overly dilated.
And your eyes... Hm.

They're not bloodshot anymore.
Give me your hands.

Hands seems steady.

Congratulations on your freedom.
Must be nice.

Some of us
don't have that luxury.

Listen, Janzo,
a bit of a favour to ask.

- Hmm?
- I need to find Talon.

Did Gwynn reject you
and so now you're going

to try and run into
the arms of Talon?

Come on, Garret. It's so
predictable, even for you.

No, it is nothing like that.
I have to return to the Capital.

What for?

To kill the people
that did this to me.

Oh, so that's why
you need Talon.

- To help you with your revenge.
- No, no, it's not revenge.

In my experience,
that's never a good idea.

It's to save the Queen
and the Realm...

The Garret I knew
would never be this rash.

Clearly you're not
fully cured, are you?

Aah!

I'm sorry.
I... Obviously, you're right.

Perhaps I need to concoct
you a new brew.

No, Janzo, I need to confront
the people who did this to me.

They made me kill my own father.

Now, please,
tell me where Talon is.

- Fine.
- Thank you.

She left for
the Shrine of Vor-Anden.

- And what is that?
- Lt's a shrine. I just told you.

I'll draw you a map.

When you do eventually see her,
she's probably going to kill you

because, after all,
you did stab her.

Anyways, you're not
going to get very far,

are you, with Milus' army
surrounding us?

Yes, thank you, Janzo.

When you do eventually find her,

maybe you can enlist the help of
Talon's new Blackblood friend.

- L'm sorry, who?
- Lovely chap.

Handsome. Hates humans.

I'm sure the two of you
will get on swimmingly.

Here's your map.

Thank you.

Hi, Mum.

You look dumber than a donkey.

- Did you bring the coin?
- Of course.

Oh. Oh, good.

'Cause if this siege
goes down the toilet,

maybe I can use it
to buy my way out of it.

You mean our way, right?

Yeah, sure, that too. That too.

Mother!

As I was saying,
how dare you do this?

Under the Queen's nose!
Do you know what?

I should string you up
in the middle of the street

and poke you full of holes.

And then I should
fill those holes

with more holes and fill those...

Go on, get out of my sight.

You're fired!

Have you done something new
with your hair?

You're making colipsum
inside the Outpost walls?

- With live Plaguelings?
- No.

Are you mad?
I'm trying to find a cure.

I'm trying to stop people
from turning Plagueling,

and here you are
creating more of them!

I'm going to tell Gwynn
about this at once.

- Janzo?
- Huh?

How many Plaguelings... Sorry.

Live Plaguelings have you got
in your lab right now?

- Six.
- Six.

I don't really see
why that matters

because we're going to go
to Gwynn right now,

and we're going to tell her
about all of this.

You're absolutely right.

We are going to go to Gwynn

and we're going to tell her
all about this.

This is gonna save the Outpost!

Someone better tell me
why they had me awakened

before I lose my sense
of curiosity entirely.

You're never going to guess
what your adviser's been up to.

And what is that?

Manufacturing colipsum
inside your Outpost.

Is that so?

In my defence, colipsum is how
you keep your coffers full.

People are dying, Elinor.
Nothing is worth that.

Yes, yes, yes, I know that now.

But, look, here's the wiggle.

I think there could be a way
to take this tiny mishap of mine

and use it to destroy the siege.

I'm listening.

Release the Plaguelings
from the sewers

and from Janzo's lab.

That might scare Milus's
army for the moment,

but unless you can ensure every
soldier is taking colipsum,

it won't do much more than that.

What... what if I told you
that I can be sure

that every soldier
was taking colipsum?

Or most of them.

You mean you've been selling
colipsum to the soldiers

that are holding us hostage?

You suggest we turn an entire
battalion into Plaguelings?

- That is a death sentence.
- Yeah.

But they either die
fighting our men or this.

And if we infect them all, then
we don't lose a single soldier.

If I can just interrupt
for a brief moment?

Your Majesty, I'm very close
to finding a cure.

- How close?
- I don't know.

I've cured two Plaguelings.
I'm not really sure how.

Medicine is such
an imprecise science.

- Can you find...
- It's like at one point...

Can you find a cure?

I hope so.

Man: I must admit,
I couldn't believe it

when I heard that you were here,

especially given you were
working for Dred,

and his status has been
diminished as of late.

Naya: The new ambassador
informed me.

I have an urgent report
to deliver

about the Gallwood Outpost,

but I cannot do so
until I speak with Dred.

- This is highly unusual.
- I understand.

Then I must deliver
an incomplete report

to the new ambassador
and tell him

who is responsible
for the loose ends.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
That won't be necessary.

Right this way, please.

Now this is a surprise.

I thought seeing you in here

would give me
some sense of... relief.

- And it doesn't?
- No.

- But it does bring me joy.
- Joy?

We made a deal years ago
when I began serving you.

Oh.

I've held up my end, Dred.

I'm here for my family.

I am so sorry.

Tell me where they are.

They mean nothing to you now.

They've meant nothing to me
for a long time.

I killed them years ago.

No. That can't be true.

And yet it is.

And now you're thinking...

"Did I do all that for nothing?"

"Grow close to someone
whom I betrayed?"

"And now coming here
for nothing?"

Everyone you care about is dead.

My condolences.

Not everyone.

If you are referring to
those traitors you befriended,

if they're not dead yet,

they will be
by the time you return.

The Prime Order
is preparing to march

upon Gallwood Outpost
as we speak.

- You can't know that.
- Guards talk.

I know. Awful news, isn't it?

Go, warn them,

but you'll never
reach them in time.

You've taken so much from me.

My freedom, my home,

my family.

But there is one thing
you will never be able to take,

one thing that will always
bring me joy.

And what is that?

The look on your face
when I do this.

It's Tobin, is it?

- Commander Spears.
- Oh, no.

Not anymore,
and understandably so.

Although, if whispers
are to be believed,

it sounds as though
you have claimed that title.

Is there something
I can do for you?

Yes, there is.
I need to get out of here.

And I cannot do that while
the Outpost is under siege.

So, Commander,
what are you doing to break it?

Is everything ready?

Just waiting for orders
from the Queen to proceed.

Garret: So, what is the plan?

Garret, what are you doing here?

Take this man away, he's drunk.

I'm not drunk. Mostly.

Garret, you got
no place up here.

- Hello, Mistress.
- Hello.

Congratulations
on the promotion.

- This should be good, yeah?
- Guard, take him.

Actually, um, Garret can stay.

I'm curious to see
what he'll think of our plan.

Elinor, you may proceed.

Mistress: Let 'em go!

Tobin: They're calling all their
friends from the forest.

Garret: Wait. Wait.

Did you just use Plaguelings
to fight your battle?

L've done a horrible thing.

No, you haven't.
You're saving your people.

That's a choice
a good queen makes.

I don't think any of this
could be called good.

Not good, but effective.

And necessary.

Mistress,
this is an ingenious plan.

Mistress: Knew I liked you.

What's wrong?

Thought I heard something.

You alright?

We're just near
the Greyskin border.

It's unlike you to be scared
of a few Greyskins.

I'm more worried about the Prime
Order who patrol the border.

Wouldn't be the stupidest thing

to worry about
the Greyskins either.

Mm, I guess not.

Well, I'm really sorry
to have to leave you in this

uh, scared state,
but I have to...

I think I'll survive.

Zed, thinking:
Put your hand in the fire.

Leave it there.

Keep it there.

Good boy.

What if we don't go back?

What if we returned
to the mountain,

to the ruins, and rebuild them
with our people?

You and I can bring
the Blackbloods home.

We will, Zed,
but with Gwynn's blessing.

Separate lands, separate people.

Bring her your Kinj,
and we'll fight for her.

- She'll give us her blessing.
- Her blessing? Right.

- She's the Queen.
- For the humans. Not us.

Nonetheless, I still trust her.

Well, it's hard
for me to do the same,

especially where
humans are concerned.

I've seen too much.

Chances are your
queen will never

give us her blessing anyway.

Not willingly.

- Gwynn: What are you doing?
- Looking for Milus's body.

Maybe he'll be alive.

Gwynn: Be careful.

I'm sorry, cousin.

I am Tobin Aegisford,
son of Rovinus.

Milus had no heirs.
I am his closest relative.

His lands and his titles
will pass to me.

Gwynn: Lord Tobin is your liege.

But you do not serve him.

He serves you. We both do.

If you pledge allegiance
to me in the war to come,

then we will make sure
you are looked after,

starting with shelter
from this Plagueling attack.

If you've been bitten, fear not.

I have the very best mind
in the Realm

developing a cure.

Join us or go.

The choice is yours to make.

Uh, excuse me. You seem clammy.

Are you clammy?

Disgusting! You are clammy.

Quarantine him
in section one, please. Next!

Uh-huh. Open up.

Hmm. Relatively healthy.

Into the healthy section.
Thank you very much.

Keep them coming. Next!

I don't even want
to look at you, thank you.

- Janzo?
- Hello.

What are the chances
they're not all infected?

- We need new recruits.
- L'm taking all precautions.

I'm separating each one
by symptoms.

I'm putting the ones who are
most likely infected into here,

along with the most
who aren't over there.

- How many probably aren't?
- About 10%.

There's a lot in this group
who, uh, take colipsum.

If that's true, we're not going
to have the numbers

we need to fight
the Prime Order.

Look, I'm trying my best.

As I said, I've almost
found a cure, I think.

Two cured Plaguelings
is nothing to sneeze at.

Yes, well, we need to cure
hundreds, so work faster.

Next!

Oh, no way. Thank you so much.

Keep them coming!
Keep them coming!

Come on!
There's space! Let's go!

You're leaving already?

The siege is broken.
I can finally go.

It's a shame we didn't really
get to know one another.

It seems we have
a lot in common.

Well, there may be time enough
for that... when I return.

You plan to return?

Mm-hmm.

Right. Well,
I look forward to that.

When you're ready,
Orlick wanted to speak with us.

Good-bye, Gwynn.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Four droplets
of distilled blossom vine

and one spoonful
of sky vine essence.

- Janzo?
- L'm busy, Mother.

I don't giving a stinking
cockscomb if you're busy.

- You owe me an apology.
- Apology? Apology for what?

Uh, how about overreacting,
for a start?

Not trusting your dear mother?

How about underestimating
my brilliance?

I have been raking in the gold.

By poisoning the entire Realm!

By giving people what they want.

I've been managing
to make this gold

and help the Queen
shimmy out of a jam.

Your mother is
a bloody genius and... Ow!

- Oh, no.
- It bit me!

- Ow!
- Mother.

Please tell me you haven't
been taking any colipsum.

Of course I have.

Hold that.

- Uh, Janzo?
- Hmm?

You're... you're really close
to finding a cure, aren't you?

I mean, that's what
you've been doing

all... all the time down here.

It's just I've been a bit
distracted lately, Mother, um...

My attention's been redirected
by the Queen several times.

That's not to say
that I'm not close.

Janzo!

Everything's going
to be alright, Mother.

I promise.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Excuse me, I need to ask you
both some questions.

Oh, we're having
a special evening together.

- Can it wait?
- No, it can't.

I need your help
to cure more like you.

What can we do?

Are you sure you don't remember
anything that happened to you

before you turned,
well, into you?

- Oh, just hacking up that worm.
- Yeah.

You're scratching -
is this where you were bitten

by the Plagueling
before you turned?

No. Well, maybe.

- I don't know. I think so.
- Yeah, same.

Do you eat any foods
that most people don't?

No, we are both pretty much
meat and potatoes folk.

Well, there's
the tong-long root.

Oh, tong-long root, yeah.

- You both eat tong-long root?
- Mm-hmm.

- Isn't that painfully bitter?
- Of course.

But that's what makes it
so good sprinkled over potatoes.

Yeah, it gives them flavor.

Maybe you need tong-long root
in your system

in order for the Trayly flower
and the vine to react.

- Thank you.
- What?

Have you worked it out?

- Not yet.
- What?

But you talked to those
people who were cured.

- What did they tell you?
- They eat tong-long root.

Oh. Oh, is that
what I could smell?

It smells like
a chamber pot. Ugh!

I'm doing an experiment.

It's a reduction of Trayly
flower, vine and tong-long root.

Smells disgusting.
Let's give it a go.

I suppose it's ready. Will you,
um, please open its mouth?

You've been stung, Mother.
It's not gonna get any worse.

- You sure about that?
- Positive.

You know, at times like this,
I really miss Munt.

Janzo: You ready?

Mistress: Oh, I got a really
good feeling about this.

Hmm.

Just to be clear,
you won't be doing that to me.

No killing of your dear mother.

- Got it.
- Good boy.

Keep working.

Zed, thinking: Freeze!

Stay there.

I really think you should
get out from under that thing.

Why isn't he moving?

You mind explaining to me
what just happened?

Well, you were almost crushed
to death by that Greyskin

while I was relieving
myself in the trees.

I'm not talking about him.

I'm talking about you.

You used your Kinj.
I saw it glow.

I guess I did. I didn't realise.

Liar. You knew exactly
what you were doing.

I just saved your life!

You're welcome.

You knew what it does,
and you hid it from me.

I trusted you.

I thought... thought maybe I...

When were you going to tell me?
After you used it on humans?

Can you just stop for
a second and think about

what might have
happened if I wasn't here?

You would be dead, and all hope

for all Blackbloods
would also die with you.

Yeah, well,
it might have been better.

Seems to me I can trust humans
more than any Blackblood.

That's not true. I can show you.

Just open the portal
and free our people.

No.

I really didn't want
to have to do this.

You leave me no choice.

Zed, thinking: Open the portal.

Mind control.

So that's what your Kinj does.
And you'd use it on me?

You'd force me
to do your bidding?

- Talon, I can explain.
- No more talking.

- Your Kinj doesn't work on me.
- Why?

My Asterkinj won't let it.
I can feel it.

They're protecting their hosts.

Yours doesn't seem
to be protecting you.

I don't want
to fight you, Talon.

You just want to use me!

It was the only way.

Alright.

So this is it?

You're just going to kill me?

I should. You betrayed me.