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There is a book full of names. I want it destroyed.

That's the Vex Rezicon, the Book of Names, Talon! You've found it.

And it says right here it's kept in Shrine Maer-Nokh?

See how this road makes an "S" between the two mountain peaks?

It's the border front at Cadrian's Pass. I'm going after it.

Across leagues of flesh-eating Grey skin territory?

You need that book to help us defeat the Prime Order.

Now, I have at least two days. There is still time.

You will be sent to the mines to pay for your crime.

Tomorrow, we reach Gallwood Outpost.

We will hunt down a creature resembling a woman.

SHE SPEAKS BLACKBLOOD:

SHE GASPS

DRED: Anyone loyal to Calkussar

dies today.

And find me that Black blood!

GARRET COUGHS

GARRET CHOKES

He didn't turn.

GARRET COUGHS

SHE GIGGLES

Unchain me. - Why didn't he turn?

I really need to relieve myself.

He's been infected for four days already. - Janzo!

Unchain me immediately

or I will go on you, right here...

Right now.

He's ever so dramatic, isn't he? Open it up.

Ah!

Still nothing. - Clearly!

Unchain me!

Talon. Hello, Talon.

GARRET LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Thank you. Ah!

It can take upwards of six days

but... but usually the vast majority of people would have been infected by now.

So, if he lasts two more days he's not infected?

Not necessarily.

Maybe.

Wish I knew.

Oh, wow.

You're really afraid you're going to lose him, aren't you?

No. - You really love him.

We need him, in case you didn't notice.

Why? Because of yesterday?

Beg your pardon, but I think you'll find that I was the hero yesterday.

You were.

SHE GIGGLES

Very good.

Sorry. What was that?

Nothing.

Let's chain him up.

No, we need him in case we need to fight.

Well, what if he's the one that we need to be fighting?

Well, if I can beat him when he's himself

I'm sure I can beat him when he's a PIagueling.

HE LAUGHS

Really? - Mm-hm.

Do you actually think you could-- - Do you want to be chained up?

What I want is to find that book before I turn.

Now, are you going to chain me?

Or are you not?

I'm not.

Very good.

Let's go, then. What are we waiting for?

SHE SNIFFS

FLAMES ROAR

FIRE CRACKLES

The Book of Names.

SNAKE HISSES

GARRET: It's so damn hot.

My lips are more cracked than this ground.

Did anybody bring extra water?

You told us not to bring extra water.

That we'd be travelling alongside a river.

This is a river.

Just not at this time of year, apparently.

GARRET: So, tell me

what is that dragon man thing you two keep talking about?

The Dragman, Garret. It's a drag man, not a dragon man.

A drag man.

Ever heard the term?

Well, obviously not.

If he had, he wouldn't have called it a dragon man, would he?

So, what is it, then?

It's coming to find me, whatever that means.

I've been translating the Smith's books.

And wherever there's mention of the Book of Names

there's also mention of the Dragman.

This way.

Water! Water!

TALON GASPS

JANZO: Right.

I'm coming.

JANZO LAUGHS

THEY LAUGH

TALON: Janzo!

GARRET: Well done, Janzo.

I think something's not right here.

Why don't the Grey skins have a settlement here?

We're right by a water source.

Um... Uh...

Um... You need to get out!

What?

Um, you need to get out.

Get out!

Where'd he go, Janzo?

My very educated guess is it's a Terapock.

What is that? - It means get out, Talon!

No way. - JANZO: No, don't!

DISTANT GROANING SOUND

WATER BUBBLES

Talon?

Garret?

No... No.

TALON COUGHS

SHE GRUNTS

Oh, thank the gods.

TALON: Get it off him.

Take one, Talon. - TALON GROANS

You sawed off the tentacles with that little dagger?

Garret, breathe!

TALON GROANS - Talon, what are you doing?

TALON GRUNTS - JANZO: Talon, what are you doing?

Nordijorian clerics say it can bring someone back to life.

Do the clerics also say that you could kiss people back to life?

TALON GRUNTS - GARRET SPLUTTERS

GARRET GASPS

Oh, God. - You've got to be kidding me.

Are you alright? - I feel like a horse...

kicked me in the chest.

THEY PANT

I dreamt that you kissed me.

JANZO STAMMERS That she kissed you back to life.

Yes, that's what she did. How incredibly romantic.

You know those ten tentacle Terapocks?

They can come this far.

So, you may want to take your little staring competition elsewhere.

TALON BREATHES HEAVILY

GARRET YELLS IN PAIN

JANZO: You dove in right after him.

I just stood there.

There was nothing else you could do, otherwise you would have.

I'm a coward.

Cowards don't come deep into Grey skin territory

to help their best friend.

Best friend?

DISTANT DRUMS

Grey skins.

Garret! Grey skins. - Come on, we need to go.

DISTANT DRUMS

OBJECTS CLATTER

Ambassador Dred.

What have you found?

SLAMS BOX SHUT

GARRET COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS

GARRET GASPS

GARRET LAUGHS

Oh, relax, Talon.

It's just from all the water I swallowed. I'm not a PIagueling. Not yet.

TALON: Well, I've been thinking.

I don't actually know much about you.

GARRET CHUCKLES

Alright, what would you like to know?

Well...

Your father's Wythers. - Mm-hm.

What about your mother? - My mother was a washer woman.

Died when I was very young.

I'm sorry. - It's alright.

BIRD SQUAWKS

So, Wythers raised you alone?

Me and my other brother Jaelon, yes.

You have a brother? - GARRET CHUCKLES

Maybe a couple of years older than me.

We'd get into so much mischief when we were young.

Never any good at it, but that didn't stop us.

THEY CHUCKLE

There was one instance in particular.

Jaelon had stolen a case of wine for us from one of the quartermasters.

Caught right away.

And my father sent him down to the lowest mineshaft.

It was only meant to be a day or two.

The idea was to teach him a lesson. I dunno.

Except that he was now surrounded by all the criminals that my father had arrested.

Oh, no.

And hours into that first day in the mine

my brother Jaelon was beaten to death.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

That's alright.

So, that's why you left the Outpost.

That was when I enlisted in the Prime Order, yes.

It's the one thing my father hated more than anything else.

The only trouble was I didn't realise how quickly I would grow to hate them

even more than he did, if that's possible.

So, you came back.

Mm, Commander Calkussar summoned me back

I was tasked with the responsibility of protecting Gwynn.

Why you? - He knew he could trust me

with her safety.

Gwynn and I, we...

we grew up together, we played together as children.

We were friends.

She wasn't a little girl any more, was she?

No.

No, she wasn't.

And I wasn't that scrawny little boy who had run away.

So why come?

Why leave Gwynn?

I'm infected. I don't want to be anywhere near Gwynn.

Why else?

To protect you.

Help you find the book.

For Gwynn? - For the entire realm.

Talon...

I mean, the things that you can do, the things that you are capable of...

can shift the entire balance of power.

So, that's why you're helping me?

Cos it's part of your mission?

No, I cannot let anything happen to you.

Why?

Because Gwynn needs me?

I'm here, Talon, because I want to be here.

With you.

Are you two coming, or not?

GARRET CLEARS THROAT

Coming. - Yes.

Find Calkussar's daughter and bring her to me.

Start here. - WOMEN SCREAM

WOMEN SCREAM AND SHRIEK

COVENANT SOLDIER: Line up!

This trench should bring us right past the Shrine

and hopefully hide us from Grey skins along the way.

GREYSKIN ROARS

GARRET GROANS

Janzo! JANZO GROANS

GREYSKIN GROWLS

GREYSKIN GROWLS

BIRDS SING

WOMAN GASPS

WOMAN YELLS

WOMAN WINCES

WOMEN SOB

They're barbaric.

This is what life is like in most of the realm.

Where I'm from, anyways.

Where are you from?

The capital.

Mimm's Burrow.

Mimm's Burrow.

I remember that place from when I was a child.

I wasn't permitted to go there, though.

Not surprised.

It's where the poorest of the poor live.

It was very bad under your father.

Oh...

I'm... I'm sorry.

COVENANT SOLDIER: Keep searching!

Cut every hand until we find her.

But it's much worse under the Prime Order.

Well...

poverty will be one of the first things we solve when I get there.

I hope you can, miss.

But first we need to get you to safety.

I'll go find help. - No!

No, it's too dangerous.

Your life is more important than my own.

I misjudged you, I...

You're brave.

There is a watchman named Dan no.

The one that can't speak.

He is loyal to me. Maybe he can help.

GWYNN SIGHS

Thank you.

COVENANT SOLDIER: Get out of here! We're done.

WOMEN SOB IN DISTANCE

INDISTINCT CHATTER

MISTRESS: Those Covenant bastards.

Who'd have thought they'd be bad for business.

Gluttony, debauchery, greed.

They're the three pillars of the Prime Order, aren't they?

I think it's, uh, loyalty, purity, strength.

Munt, shut up!

DOOR OPENS

MISTRESS: What in the blazes?

COVENANT SOLDIER: You!

Stay quiet!

Stay quiet!

Come on, hurry up.

I want all women to line up with your hands out, palms up.

COVENANT SOLIDER: You heard what he said, now. Come on.

SOLDIERS MURMUR ORDERS

Ambassador...

Welcome! Can I get you a drink?

Shut your mouth...

and get in line.

WOMAN GASPS

WOMAN SHRIEKS AND SCREAMS

SOLDIER: Not her. - Next!

WOMAN GASPS

WOMAN SHRIEKS

Ambassador, maybe if you could tell me what it is that you're looking for

perhaps I could help.

I am looking for

a woman with black blood.

If you know who she is, you could save all of these women a lot of pain.

WOMEN SOB IN TERROR

Well, I don't.

And it's not me.

Aah! HE GRUNTS

GROANS

HE GRUNTS AND MOANS

HE GRUNTS

You may have been somebody special before we got here, but...

now...

you're nobody.

Destroy every bottle and every barrel.

I don't like your business, and I don't much like you.

This swill makes a man forget his place.

BARREL CRASHES - WOMEN MOAN

I want this Outpost dry!

And keep cutting every woman until we find the Black blood.

MAN GROANS - WOMEN MOAN

Take her upstairs.

MEN GRUNT

DRED: Leave us.

DOOR SHUTS

How is it...

that you failed to mention...

in all your correspondence...

that the lady you serve...

is a surviving royal?

I only learned it recently.

Do you know where she is?

First, give me your word you'll free my sister and mother.

If what you tell me leads to her capture then yes, I will free them.

It will.

She's like a rat in a cage.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Naya?

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Hello, princess.

GWYNN: You swore to help me! - WYTHERS: Shh!

Touch me, I'll scream!

You talk too much!

You're gonna get us all killed!

GWYNN MOANS

GREYSKINS GROWL

GREYSKIN SNARLS

GREYSKINS MURMUR

GARRET GASPS AND CHOKES

HE GASPS

JANZO: Great.

What's happening?

GREYSKIN GROWLS

Grey skins.

They believe that leaving the body of a dead enemy is a waste of food.

Are you saying...

They're going to eat us.

But I don't want to be eaten!

Nor do I.

So, maybe you should think of something quickly

to get us out of this.

I've barely even lived.

I've... I've never seen the oceans.

I, I, I, I've never been with a woman before.

What never? - Never?

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

GREYSKIN GRUNTS

SNIFFS AND GRUNTS

GREYSKIN GRUNTS

It's colipsum. - GREYSKIN GRUNTS

Interesting. - GREYSKIN MURMURS

I knew colipsum came from Grey skins, but-- - When did you figure that out?

Long story.

Maybe you should have some.

Might make this whole thing a little less unpleasant.

I do not use colipsum. - Neither do I.

Oh, that's another thing that I haven't done, colipsum!

GREYSKIN BREATHES HEAVILY

TALON: Wait, why are they only offering it to him?

Why aren't they offering it to us?

They can smell it on your blood. - What?

They can sense the Plagueling venom.

You're not going to get eaten cos you're a Plagueling.

How lucky is your bloody life?

Lucky?

GREYSKIN GRUNTS

GREYSKIN GRUNTS LOUDER - No!

GREYSKIN GRUNTS

GARRET GASPS - JANZO: Go.

No, go.

Stop! No, you don't want to eat me! Stop!

Please don't eat me!

I haven't washed for weeks!

Talon, we are running out of options! - Please, Talon!

SHE PANTS

Oh, I hate this.

GREYSKIN GROANS

Talon! Come and help me!

PORTAL WHIRS

JANZO GROANS

SHE SPEAKS BLACKBLOOD

LU-QIRI ROARS

SHE SPEAKS BLACKBLOOD:

GARRET GROANS

JANZO WHIMPERS Garret!

GROANS - SWORD CUTS FLESH

Come on!

It's magnificent.

TALON: Janzo, come on! - GARRET: Go!

Wait!

CUTS FLESH

GARRET: Talon.

Come on.

Before they turn their attention back on us.

GREYSKINS GROAN AND SNARL

GARRET: Talon?

HE PANTS HEAVILY Are you alright?

LU-QIRI GROWLS

I sent him to his death.

You could say that.

Or you could say that it sacrificed its life to save ours.

He didn't have a choice. He had to obey me.

Talon, it's not exactly...

I mean, it killed innocent people.

And he saved my life more than once.

That's it! Shrine Maer-Nokh!

We can get there by morning.

GARRET GROANS

Oh, well done.

Well done. You hear that, Talon?

We'll have you more demon names before you know it.

More names will lead to more killing.

Talon, it saved our lives.

Now with more of them, we can take back the Realm.

We can free the people.

Talon, listen to me.

You promised the Smith that you'd find the book

but in finding the book doesn't mean that you have to use it.

You said that yourself.

We cannot turn back now.

Come on.

I told her to stay here.

Take three squads, search these tunnels. Find her

and bring her to me.

My patience has expired with you.

I'll find another way to be useful. I swear it.

Oh, I'm sure you will

or your mother and sister will pay the price.

MUFFLED SCREAMS

WYTHERS MUTTERS

GWYNN MOANS - WYTHERS: Quiet!

Quiet, will you!

GWYNN MOANS

WYTHERS YELLS

Damn you, bitch!

GWYNN MOANS

GWYNN YELLS AND GASPS

You think I'd make it easy for you to get your revenge?

To kill me or whatever your plan is?

I'm not gonna kill you.

Not that I haven't thought about breaking every scrawny bone in your body

since you put me down in this hellhole.

Well, then, you're selling me to Dred?

HE SIGHS

No, princess.

I'm helping you escape.

Why didn't you just say that in the first place?

Cos you wouldn't shut your pie hole long enough, would ya?

Come on, Dan no, move.

OWL HOOTS

WYTHERS BREATHES HEAVILY

This is Sill. She'll smuggle you out of here.

Sill, this is Lady Calkussar.

Or Queen Rosmund, take your pick.

Your Majesty.

Forgive me if I don't kneel or bow

or whatever it is that you do for disenfranchised royalty.

A little hard on the old knees.

And I'm supposed to trust her?

No, she's not to be trusted.

She's a crook.

But she's predictable, which is just as good, ain't it?

Um, no...

No, it's not.

Why would you help me?

Gold.

And favours.

For that, you could sell me to the Prime Order.

They might give me gold.

But, most likely, they'd just kill both of us.

Then what do you want?

A head's weight in gold...

and my freedom.

If and when you're in power, you can give it to me.

DISTANT SOLDIER: Search down there...

They're searching for her down the mine.

Come on, we're running out of time.

Looks like I don't have much choice.

I agree to your demands. - Oh, good, let's go.

SHE GASPS

GWYNN: There's nowhere to go!

But there is.

I'll never make that.

I've smuggled hundreds of swords and armoured suits across this wall

I can damn sure smuggle a bag of bones like you.

Let's go.

GWYNN: Marshal?

I'm not Marshal any more.

I don't deserve to be.

We'll talk about that along the way.

I'm not coming.

You must.

The Outpost is my home.

I was born here.

My father and my father's father were born here.

I can't just let those bastards take it.

I understand.

Gwynn.

Your Majesty.

If I don't make it through this mess

and you happen to see Garret alive...

tell him...

I'll tell him.

SOLDIER: Which way are we going?

Look busy.

OBJECTS CLATTER

Don't come any closer!

We've been infected.

Is there another way out of this chamber?

It's a dead end.

I mean, why do you think they stick PIaguelings like us down here?

Plaguelings?

WYTHERS WHEEZES - SOLDIER: Come on.

Let's go. - Come on. Move!

SOLIDER: Hurry!

HE CACKLES

I found some more wenches that are in need of indoctrination.

MEN WHISTLE AND CHEER

More loot, sir.

Add it to the pile.

Looks like you'll leave here a rich man, Ambassador.

Funny...

Spent my whole life in the wrong career.

Robbery's so much more lucrative.

Spoils of war liberated from traitors, I hardly call that robbery.

There's plenty of my gold in that pile.

How am I a traitor?

All my life I've done nothing but serve the Realm.

Fed its soldiers, kept them entertained.

Gambling, drinking and whoring.

Those are expressly forbidden.

It was your soldiers that turned this house into whoring.

Whoring is when you pay for services.

Has any money changed hands?

Spoils of war.

How do they taste?

What? - Those boots you're licking.

If you think you're too old--

Marshal!

I'm eating.

Next time, Mistress.

SHE SPITS

There won't be a next time, Higgs.

Well, it's not exactly the most inviting place I've seen.

We won't be here long.

Let's go.

Talon.

The Vex Rezicon.

The Book of Denomination

by Lord Yannu Metahkken Rino Faxtinus Leitch.

It's gone.

But only just recently.

Why?

Who?

Well, it can't be coincidence.

We almost died, multiple times, for nothing!

All those names lost.

So, now what?

We just give up?

And go back to the Outpost? No.

Someone built a shrine for this book.

But then why would they make the book itself so fragile?

Wait, what is this?

Could this be the Dragman?

Except the Smith said the Dragman will find you

not you will find it.

Well, whatever it is,

it must be important

for someone to hide it so well.

Maybe the book was a decoy, another layer of protection.

Talon...

I think this is the Vex Rezicon.

The Book of Names.

But if that's the book...

then how do we read it?

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

WYTHERS WHISPERS Down here.

Quiet.

FOOTSTEPS CRASH

Shh!

WYTHERS WHISPERS Keep it down.

This is madness.

What do you hope to accomplish?

We take back the Nightshade. - And then what?

We take back the Outpost. - And after that?

Then the Prime Order will send more armies to kill us all.

Good. So you've thought it through.

We're as good as dead, either way.

Listen, I have lived through changes in command.

I have survived war, I have survived famine.

I've outlived my enemies, men come and go

but I mind my business and I survive.

This is different, Elinor! - How?

Dred don't want your libations

or your colipsum.

And trust me...

he's not gonna spare you cos you bake a good cake.

You grew up here, like me.

Are you gonna let those Prime Order bags of scum take our home

without a fight?

Alright.

What you got in mind?

That's more like it.

Right.

Come on.

GARRET: Something doesn't make sense.

The Prime Order obviously went to a lot of trouble and expense

to burn that book.

Why under the gods aren't you turning Plagueling?

That's what I don't understand.

I mean, why would they go to all that trouble to burn the book

instead of just keeping it for themselves?

It has no value to them.

Only a Black blood can use it.

They just want to keep it from me.

Right, but wouldn't it be easier just to kill you?

They tried to.

They sent the Bones, remember?

And I wasn't so easy to kill.

But Dred went to a lot of trouble to find and burn that book.

Didn't he?

Now, surely he would go through just as much trouble

to find and kill you.

And what? Send an army?

They could be marching on the Outpost as we speak.

I have to warn Gwynn.

INSECTS CHIRP

COVENANT SOLDIERS GRUNT

MEN GRUNT AND GROAN

MAN YELLS

MAN MOANS

Where's Dred?

Moved, into Calkussar's house.

What do you want?

Oh, just his throat slit, that's all.

But I guess you'll do.

This is treason.

You'll all be hanged. - SWORD FALLS TO FLOOR

Well, I guess you'll never know.

MISTRESS SHRIEKS

Good boy, Munt.

INSECTS CHIRP

Oi. - CROWD WHISPERS

Oi, listen up.

Alright.

There's about a hundred of the bastards out there.

They're well armed, and they're well trained.

MAN: Yeah, that's right. - CROWD MURMURS

Some would say we don't stand a chance in a fair fight

so we don't give 'em a fair fight.

CROWD MURMURS

We wait 'til the moon is high

and we take 'em out one by one.

Soul by soul, from the next to the next

to the next!

CROWD CHEERS - Are you with me?

CROWD: Yeah!

This is our only chance, OK?

Let's have it!

Now, come on, look lively.

MAN: Let's go.

CROWD: Oh! Oh!

HE GROANS COVENANT SOLDIERS YELL

THEY GRUNT

SWORDS CLASH

BREATHES HEAVILY

HE GRUNTS

COVENANT SOLDIER: Cut them off so there's no escape.

MAN GRUNTS

CROWD CLAMOURS

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