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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.

Previously, on
"The Outpost"...

Admit the truth.
You are no queen.

You're making colipsum inside the
Outpost walls with live Plaguelings?

Ow!

Janzo, you're really close
to finding a cure.

- Oh, dear.
- Sister.

Nothing to say
to your long lost baby brother?

Do you believe he
really is your brother?

I really want him to be.

Mother!

I did it! I found the cure!

Regardless of all the good
you've done for this Outpost,

you still committed treason
against the throne.

Take him to prison.

Garret, put the sword down!

What have I done? I have to stop
the people who did this to me.

So is that why you came looking for me?
So you could get your revenge?

I need you to help me
make things right.

We are looking for a young
woman, murdered a man.

- I'm here for my family.
- I killed them years ago.

What's your business
in the Capital?

Since your weapon failed,

I thought you should see

a small demonstration

of the weapon
that will replace it.

Watch.

This is it. Stay here.

Wait, you dragged me here
to help you.

Yeah, now stay out here
and make sure nobody comes in.

- I'm coming with you.
- Talon, I am doing this alone!

Now I need to look into the
Tormentor's eyes when I kill him.

Well, you have changed.
You've gotten stupider.

- They're over there!
- Hurry up!

- Get them!
- You got this.

Don't let them get away!

Garret!

- Garret.
- Sorry, Talon.

Your plan didn't work.
The Queen lives.

Yeah? Sana left with One,

Bringer of Pain,

to finish what you couldn't.

I guess you've forgotten
how my fist feels like.

I haven't forgotten,

and I also haven't forgotten
how slowly you move,

which is what
I was counting on.

I'm going to kill you
for that.

Where did you learn
to fight like that?

My father taught me.

I'll say good-bye
to Sana for you...

...just before I kill her.

Garret?

Are you all right?

Sana and One have already left

with the Prime Order army
for the Outpost.

We need to get there first.

*THE OUTPOST*
Season 02 Episode 12

Episode Title :
"In The Worst Corner of My Memory"

When you first heard I was
alive, what were you thinking?

Well, to be honest, I wondered if
you were really who you said you were

or just some imposter using our
family name to draw support.

So about the same
when I met you.

Mm.

For the whole journey here,
I had this hope.

You know, the "what if?"

What if I still have a sister?

And then crazy fears.

Would she accept me?

Is she a complete monster who'll
murder me the instant I show my face?

Mm, maybe I'm biding my time.

I didn't realize
how lonely I've been,

living a life
not even my own,

not telling anyone
who I really was.

I'm just happy to have
a family again.

That's the most important
thing.

What do you want?

I request an audience
with the Queen.

Oh, she'll see you
all right, love.

Arrest this traitor.

How dare you show
your face in here, traitor!

I know you hate me,
Your Majesty,

though I still love you
with all my heart.

You spied on me
for my enemy.

You released Dred so he could
kill the man I love.

Yes, but Garret's not dead,
is he?

That is immaterial!

And Dred is dead.

I killed him.

I don't believe that more than
I believe anything else

that comes out of your mouth.

Nevertheless, I've returned,

despite knowing
you would reject me,

despite knowing you would
probably order me killed.

Then why?

To warn you.
The Prime Order has a weapon,

something like
I've never seen before.

You must leave the Outpost.

Leave?

An enemy spy returns
with a message.

Leave your stronghold,
the one advantage you have in this battle.

Outrageous.

Did she really think
you would fall for such a thing?

It's true.
You must believe me.

I must do nothing
of the sort.

Guards, take her away until
I decide what to do with her.

Rosmund, please listen to me.

The weapon will turn
your walls into dust.

You must leave!
Rosmund, please!

That's what you get
for your kindness.

You were always friendlier
with the servants than I was.

Shut up.

Naya?

Janzo!

Janzo!

Rosmund, you've done well.

I've walked your walls,
and I'm impressed.

To all your successes.

What? No one else
will drink to that?

None for me. Thank you.

- Rozie?
- No, thank you.

Is something wrong with it?

We received some intelligence
that some of the wine

has been poisoned
by Prime Order operatives.

What?

Yeah, we think it was, uh,

one of the vintages
from cellar four.

Cellar four?

I've had five bottles from
that cellar since I got here.

- Oh, dear.
- Yeah, that can't be good.

Oh.

Oh.

Ha ha. Good one.

The cellar four bit?
Touch of genius.

I thought so, too.

- Your little face.
- I will get you both back.

Oh, come now, isn't that what having
a little brother is all about?

It's like old times, isn't it?

What? You mean when you
and the maid's boy,

the little fat one,
what was his name?

You two were relentless,
always ganging up on me.

- Oh, Sammy!
- Yeah, Fat Sammy.

You're Fat Sammy now.
Hope you're happy.

- Sounds like a solid bloke.
- Bloody comedians.

When I'm king,
I'll keep you both on as court jesters.

If you're king.

We still have
that small matter

of the Prime Order
to deal with, don't we?

Oh, you two are doing
a bang-up job

clearing that
obstacle for me.

We're clearing this up
for her.

- Queen Rosmund.
- Be nice, Tobin.

I wasn't kidding
when I said I was impressed.

In what I imagine have been
very difficult circumstances,

you've really come through.

You have a thriving community,

an army, even allies.

You belong on the throne.

Then where does that leave you?

I'm not abdicating,
if that's what you're suggesting.

First you've got to have
a throne to abdicate.

I'm not in any rush, Rozie.

I'm not of age yet.

You stay where you are
ruling like a champion,

and I'll wait here
in the wings

till the time is right
for us to make the change.

Oh, gods, get a room.

I thought I'd never
see you again.

Yeah, ironic, isn't it?

The reason
you're in here, Janzo,

is 'cause you got her
out of here.

What are you doing back?

I had to warn Queen Rosmund.

Warn her about what?

She's gonna have you executed,
missy, and good riddance.

Mother, please,
a little privacy.

- Yeah, good luck with that.
- Janzo,

the Prime Order
has a new weapon,

a terrible thing that tore
an entire building apart

in an instant
with noise and fire.

Forgive me, Naya, but that
sounds a bit farfetched.

It was a big metal round
thing with tubes on it.

It looks like something
from your lab.

It made a terrible noise and shook
the ground louder than thunder.

Fire tore through the air,

and everything around it
was rubble.

I tried to tell her,
but she wouldn't listen.

Janzo, you have to
make her believe.

Yeah, and if you believe that,
I've got some magic beans I can sell you.

I came back. I came back even
though I knew I would die.

Janzo, she's Dred's spy!

She's the reason
we nearly all died.

Look, I know she's pretty
and she paid you some mind,

but use that big brain
of yours.

Mother, please, just for once
in your life, shut up.

Janzo, you're the only one
she'll listen to.

- A steel ball?
- Yes.

A steel ball, you say,
with two tubes?

Naya, that means that there's two
liquid elements being combined.

Did you see anything else?

He lit it with a torch
like a lamp wick.

A fuse. Marshal!

I have to send a message
to the Queen at once.

I have some very important
information for her.

Anything else?
A bottle of wine, maybe?

You cheeky little tart.

This is a matter
of life and death for us all.

Yeah, right.

Marshal, you have children,
don't you?

I've seen you playing with them
when you're off duty.

Cute little buggers.

- What's your point?
- Nothing.

Just hoping you'll make
the right choice

so that they stay alive
to see another day.

- I'll see what I can do.
- Hmm, good choice.

Tell me everything you know
about this combustion device.

It's not even a
very good deception, Janzo.

It's more like a fairy tale

conjured up
to frighten children.

Just like Plaguelings?
Or demons?

Or how about a portal
that opens up

- to new worlds?
- Yes, yes, point taken.

Just because we don't understand
it doesn't mean it's not real.

So you think that they could just
magic away our walls in an instant?

I believe that they can
science away our walls,

and I believe that Naya
saw what she saw.

She's a confessed traitor,
Janzo.

From what Naya described,
there is no way she made it up.

She might have been taught
what to say.

Yes, but you yourself said that
it's not even remotely believable.

So why would the Prime Order come
up with such a far-fetched lie

when they could just present
a more believable one?

That is why I believe it.

Janzo, I know that you are
highly intelligent

when it comes to these inventions,
and I trust you to know,

but do you believe her
because you're in love with her,

or do you believe her
for more practical reasons?

I've seen many explosions
in my time,

on a much smaller scale,
of course.

But I do believe that this
is very consistent

with the theoretical workings

of a very similar
incendiary device.

Janzo, should we be worried?

- Yes or no?
- Yes.

What Naya described
is very worrying.

- Definitely yes.
- Hmm.

I only fight enemies
I can see.

Anything?

Come back to me.

Do you have any ideas?

Can I ask you a question,
Gwynn?

Her name is Rosmund.

But I want to speak to Gwynn.

- Go on.
- Does it ever weigh on you

that you've put most
of your trusted and,

in my case,
most useful friends behind bars?

Friends or traitors?

It weighs on me most heavily.

Then why do it?

Janzo, these aren't measures
that I take lightly.

In fact, I hate them.

But if I am to be
a just queen,

then no one can be
above the law.

I must apply the same laws
to my friends

as I apply anyone else.

And you shouldn't
just overlook one mistake

for heroic efforts to do good?

You're talking about
yourself?

And Naya.

Janzo, I loved Naya,

but she is directly responsible
for countless deaths.

You're absolutely wrong.
She's indirectly responsible.

If she knew the results of her actions,
she would have never done it.

I will not continue
to relitigate this.

I must do what's right
under royal law.

I'm sorry.

Then I'm ready
to go back to prison.

- Janzo.
- Take me back to pr...

Oh, gods.

Let him go.

Well, open up the bloody doors,
you peasants!

I have a way to solve the
problem without the little man.

And what might that be?

Baron Fenray,
an old friend of the man who raised me,

is always battling
with Nordejori raiders.

These raiders had such devices
as the one he described...

Fire and noise
that would shake the ground,

shattering Fenray's defenses.

I've met Lord Fenray.
He's a very smart warrior.

And he has
a very smart alchemist.

A strange man,
far more eccentric than your one.

All those scars on his face,

are they from all
the explosive devices?

Yes, as a matter of fact.

This alchemist, Gladharbor,
I think his name was,

he found a way
to stop these devices.

Well, great. We just speak to this
Gladharbor and ask for his secret.

Well, no alchemist parts easily
with his secrets,

and no Lord parts easily
with his alchemist.

So, what was the point
of this information?

Well, Lord Fenray is perpetually
broke due to his large army

and some unsavory
nocturnal habits.

With enough gold,
we could convince him to ally with us.

And with him on our side,
we get his alchemist.

It sounds like a long shot.

Fenray's man is already experienced
in defeating these weapons.

We only get one go at this.

Let me be useful
to you, sister.

Send me to enlist Fenray
to our cause.

I think perhaps we should
send someone more seasoned,

like Lord Tobin.

A warrior to deal
with a warrior.

Lord Tobin's place
is here by your side.

Besides,
I have nothing to do here.

And who better
and more fitting

to call for his allegiance
than a future king?

How much gold
are we talking about?

- How much is it worth to us?
- Well, I suddenly find myself

with a very full treasury
thanks to Elinor,

so will 50,000 gold condors
do the trick?

That'll get Fenray's attention.
I'll leave today.

Wait till morning.

The lonely road at night is no
place for a boy with a lot of gold.

Whatever my Queen commands.

That's the banner
of The Three.

That means One is definitely
traveling with the army.

What's so special
about The Three anyway?

- Aren't they just people?
- No.

No, that's what I thought,
that they were just myths, legends.

Then I experienced it myself.

I was dying, Talon,
maybe dead,

and one of them
brought me back to life.

- Maybe you were just delirious.
- No.

There was a woman.
I think they called her Two.

I saw a light appear under her skin
like you have when you open a portal,

- only her light was green.
- A Kinj?

What?

We have to stop them.

Talon.

What you did
was very brave, Naya.

For what it's worth,
Gwynn believes you.

You might have still
saved our Outpost.

And I got to see you.

Mother.

I'm so sorry,
it's just that prison food

doesn't really agree with me.

Hey, um, whatever happened
to your family?

You never did tell me.

They died, just as you said.

I'm sorry, Naya.

You know, that was one thing

that I didn't want
to be right about.

Hey, um, maybe we can have
a memorial service for them,

right here,
just for your family.

Since when did you
believe in the gods?

Mum, it's not about the gods.

Have some decency.
It's about her family.

What were their names?

My mom's name
was Ushi Dimweller.

- Mm.
- And my sister Neari.

Hold on a minute.

Dimweller?

Ushi Dimweller?

Was your mother Ushi Dimweller
the seamstress?

Yes, did you know her?

Of course I knew her.

I sold you to her.

Mother, what are you saying?

What I'm saying is

is that the love of your life

sitting right there
is in fact...

your sister!

Oh! Mother.

Mother, explain yourself.

You... you said to me that...

That my sister was sold
to the slavers.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
It's too good.

It's too good.
You've been kissing your sister.

Go on, kiss her again.

Mother!

Okay, all right. I'm sorry.

You two, you were twins,

and your mother died

and left me to care
for you both.

But I couldn't, so I kept you,

and I sold you to the slavers.

Well, I nearly did,
but then Ushi took pity

and bought you for herself.

I hope kissing
was all you did.

You are in perfect health,
Holy One.

Your strength will overwhelm
and destroy our enemies.

As long as there is a
Blackblood alive in our Realm,

my very existence
and the existence

of the Holy Three
is threatened.

It's Sana.

Get your revenge later.

Right now we have to stop
the one with the Kinj.

Blade of The Three.

How very disappointing.

Do you really think
you can just walk in here

and kill one of The Three?

- Ah!
- Garret?

Your Kinj doesn't work
on me.

Blackblood.

Get up.

Do we need to get
that Kinj thing out of him?

He's dead.
His Kinj will die with him.

We have to go.

- You can't sleep?
- Mm.

Mother's flatulence
is quite explosive.

- That's not why I can't sleep.
- Hm.

Me either.

I'm glad you're my sister.

I'm not.

I'd much prefer
to be your lover.

Um, Naya,

we never actually, um...

Thank gods,

but you know what I meant.

I know what you meant.

I... I wish that we were,
but...

well, you know.

Well, if we can't be that,
then, um...

I think you're a really
good choice to be a sister.

Naya, um,
I know what we did

was gross and disgusting,
but, um,

I'm just really glad
I found you.

I've always wondered what
happened to my sister, you know?

Where she ended up.

If she was even
still alive.

I wish I could say the same.

I mean about always
wondering about you,

not about being happy
that you're my brother.

I mean, of course I'm happy
that you're my brother.

I was just simply
never told about you.

And... and if I had been told,

I would wonder about you,
too, of course,

I would suppose...
Why are you laughing?

Listen to you.
You sound exactly like me, don't you?

Just... just bumbling and...

tripping over your words.

- Isn't it obvious?
- We're twins.

Oh, would you two shut up?

I'm trying to get
some sleep.

I found him like this.
Can you do something?

I can bring him back,
but only for a few heartbeats.

Hopefully that's all
it will take.

I'm so sorry, Holy One.
We only have seconds. You must transfer.

Do I have your blessing?

Come on, guys.
Sometime today, please.

There we go. Yeah, to me.

Good.

You're emptying
the Queen's treasury,

leaving her penniless.

You better not screw this up.

You just worry about
the coming fight.

I'll bring us
the allies we need,

maybe even ones
that don't try to besiege us.

- I doubled our men.
- Oh, Milus turning traitor

was all part of your
master plan, of course.

The Queen's lucky
to have you.

Okay, I'm ready to leave!

You'll leave when the Queen
tells you to leave.

Not a minute sooner.

Are you so anxious
to get away from me?

I'm anxious to save
my future kingdom.

Have you finally come
to see me off?

In a minute.
I've just had a guest arrive,

and I'm certain you'll
want to greet him with me,

Really? Who?

Is that...
Is that Captain Calkussar?

My adopted father's brother.

I sent word
that you were alive.

To the postmaster
immediately.

I guess he couldn't
wait to come and see you.

Let him pass!

Uncle Weldon.

I'm so happy
to see you well.

And you, my dear.

I came as soon as I could
after receiving your note.

- Lord Aegisford.
- Captain.

Captain Calkussar.

Is it really you?

It is, but you have
the advantage, sir.

- I don't know you.
- Oh, of course not.

I would've only been
a small child last you saw me.

It's me Alton,
son of Ranulf.

Ahh, so you're the one.

That's all you have to say
to your future king?

Boy, I don't know
who you are,

but one thing I know
for certain,

you're not the son
of Ranulf.

If I weren't Alton,

then how is it
I recognize you?

There's many people from
the royal days recognize me.

You could be anyone.

He simply doesn't
know who I am.

He hasn't seen me
since I was five.

Uncle?

He's right.
I don't know who he is.

- I only know who he is not.
- And how do you know that?

Because Alton was killed
along with his parents.

That's what everyone thought.

But like your brother's brilliant
plan to swap someone else for Rosmund,

I, too, was switched
just before the execution.

Sir, I truly wish
that were true.

But I knew
the real Alton well,

and the worst image
forever set

into the darkest corner
of my memory

is witnessing his death
right before my eyes.

Take this impostor
to our smallest cell.

- And vault the gold.
- Sister, please.

Please! He's lying!

I am Alton!
Don't believe him!

My Queen, I am truly sorry to
be the bearer of such bad news,

and I only wish that he had
really been your brother.

So do I.

You have traveled far.

Are you hungry?

I could use a drink.

I was stalling
for what seemed like forever.

I wasn't sure you got my note.

Forgive me for my delay,

but Governor Yuran would never
have let me ride out to see you.

We had to sneak out at night.

- And you can't return.
- Nor would I want to.

If you will have me,
I am here to serve you, Rosmund,

and I brought
a few good men with me.

I gladly accept, Uncle.

Wait, wait, wait.

So you knew all this
time that he was a fraud?

I wasn't sure
one way or another,

but I'm not an idiot, Tobin.

I never said that you were.
My only concern

was that you were
blinded by your heart.

I wanted it to be Alton
very badly, it's true,

but I'm not naive enough
to believe it

without doing all I could
to confirm it.

So she sent for the only
remaining royal guard

who witnessed the execution.

Smart girl.

The only thing
I can't figure out

is how the impostor
knew so much,

so many intimate details about
me and Alton's real relationship,

of our childhood.

Think back, who else could
know about these things?

Oh, Mother, Father, you,

your brother,
maybe some of the servants.

Um, Fat Sammy.

- The maid's boy?
- Yes.

Yes, he used to play with us
all the time as a child.

He was like a third sibling.

Gods, that makes
so much sense.

And it makes the punishment
I must dole out

that much more difficult.

How did you get this,
Sammy?

So you figured out
who I am.

Lost a lot of weight
since we last met.

How did you get this?

My mother took it

after all the royals
were dead.

A souvenir, I guess.

Your crime is impersonation
of royalty

and conspiracy to usurp
the throne.

If I pretend to be a baker,
and I'm good enough,

I simply become a baker.

If I pretend to be a smith,
I become a smith.

Why is being a royal
any different?

Who's to say I couldn't do that job
just as well as Alton would have?

Did my brother wrong you
in some way?

He was your friend.

I was assigned
to be his friend,

but at breakfast, he'd get eggs,
I'd get a crust of bread.

When we both got into trouble,

he'd get a scolding,
I'd get the whip.

And so what?
You thought you'd take your revenge

by taking his place
on the throne?

I never wanted the throne.

I was only looking
for a little recompense.

Money.

You did all of this
just for money.

Just money?

You make it sound so cheap.

You are a fool, Sammy.

I would have taken you in
and embraced you

as my brother's dear
childhood friend,

a fond memory
of days gone by.

You could have lived here
in dignity and in honor,

but instead,
you will die a thief,

and a liar, and an impostor.

And I have no choice
but to sentence you to death.

Come.

Your Majesty,
well, that was difficult.

I must say, I'm impressed
with the way you handled it.

It was painful,

but I have no other choice.

You truly are
your father's daughter.

He jailed and executed
many of his friends as well.

- What?
- I suppose you're too young to remember.

He even beheaded
his first cousin.

He understood
that the best way

to command respect
was fairness.

He insisted that no one
was above his law.

Sounds familiar.

Is something wrong?

An old friend once told me

that my father was a cruel
and spiteful leader.

They didn't think
it could get worse than him

until the Prime Order
came along.

Sounds to me like your friend
is disrespectful to her Queen.

Or was she merely
telling the truth?

Your father understood that swift
and brutal enforcement of his laws

was what made
people fear him,

so it made him a mighty king.

Or is that what made
the people want my family dead?

The Prime Order's lies are what
made the people hate your father.

Maybe the Prime Order just
took advantage of the hatred

that already existed
towards the king.

You know, your brother
used to say something

to me over and over
during my lessons growing up.

What?

"Sometimes, Gwynn,

instead of thinking
with your head,

you must think
with your heart."

Doesn't sound like something
my brother would have said.

Oh, he said it all right,
at least once a week.

I used to roll my eyes
at the banality,

but... maybe it's time I listen.

Why aren't they moving out?

- What did you expect?
- You cut the head off

the snake and it dies, right?

Where do you think
you're going?

They're probably trying to figure
out what to do without their leader...

Either continue the mission
to destroy the Outpost

or turn back and go home.

Well, let's hope
it's the second one.

Either way, this may be my
last chance to find Sana.

- Have you lost your mind?
- Yes. I believe I have.

And you think killing Sana
will help fix it?

I don't know, Talon,

but I am going to find out.

- Garret.
- What? What now?

It doesn't make any sense.

I killed One, put a blade
right through his gut.

Sana was a miracle worker
with her medicines.

She must have found a way
to save him.

It's Sana.

You failed to protect
the Holy One.

And she's got his Kinj.

Replace these guards
with competent ones.

Sync corrections by srjanapala